In Rick We Trust

In Rick We Trust

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Mar 10, 2021
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Fanfic
The Walking Dead
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS BESIDES KAT This will not be exactly like the show but it will somehow be like it:) When this all happened i was home from work with my brother watching White Chicks. I heard someone screaming outside and I didn't know what the hell was going on. So i got up and looked out the window to see a scene that would be in a walker movie. I ran to the front door locking and locking every door. And hopefully that could give us time to pack up and get ready to leave "Pack anything you can, go to dads closet and check for guns and grab my bow." I panicked, my brother goes running upstairs. I'd rather be safe than sorry incase this was real or fake. I turn on the news and they say that the Walker Apocalypse has started. I called my dad quickly. No answer.
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