My other half (Daryl Dixon)(the walking dead)
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She rode as fast as she could, she looked like a a Ghost in the forest.she found them. "which one of you is Lori" i asked the one put her hand up. "i need you to come with me. Rick sent me your son Carl has been shot" fear crossed her face and she walked towards me. "wait Lori you can't trust er, we have no clue who she is" a guy said in a ruff voice. "Shut up ass hole, i'm doin somethin nice here, get on the dame horse or i'm leaven ya here" i said angry she came over to me and i pulled her onto the horse "if you back track to the main road you can find a place called fornen road two miles down you'll see a mailbox with the name Greene!" with that i pushed my boots down on Spirit to make him run.
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