Chapter 1
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How I was still sane was a shocker to me. I had been trapped in the darkness by myself for who knows how long. All because I believed that there was an actual safe place in this hell we called life.
Let me explain.
My name is Miranda Dixon. I am 15 and I am a survivor of the zombie apocalypse. Yep that's right. The zombie apocalypse. I was 13 when the dead rose up to eat the living. I have been on my own ever since my mother…well I don't really want to talk about my mother.
I have been trying to find my father, but now I fear that I won't ever find him.
I was stupid enough to follow the tracks to a place called Terminus. I thought that I would be safe there and I thought my father would be here, but I was wrong.
This is why I am now trapped in a train car by myself waiting for the Terminus people to kill me.
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I was laying down on the floor of the train car when I heard gunfire. I sat up and listened to the yells.
'New people,' I thought. 'I feel sorry for them.'
"Line up in front of the train car!" I heard someone yell. "Make sure the girl is away from the door!"
I backed away from the door of the train car when it opened and a small group of people were shoved into the car. The door shut and they all looked at me.
"Who are you?" A man with red hair asked. "How long have you been in here?"
"Miranda," I whispered. My voice was very rough considering I haven't spoken in a long time. "I don't know how long I have been in here."
"I'm Glenn," The Asian guy said. "This is Maggie, Bob, Sasha, Rosita, Abraham, and Eugene. There has to be a way out of here."
"There isn't," I whispered. "I have tried every escape possible, but there isn't one."
"What are they going to do to us?" Rosita asked.
"You didn't see the bones, did you?" I asked. "They eat people here. They are most likely going to eat us."
"The rest of our group will find us and get us out," Sasha said.
"If they don't get killed," I pointed out.
"I have hope," Maggie said.
I scoffed. "Hope breeds eternal misery."
"You lost hope?" Rosita asked as I sat down.
"I have been trapped in this train car for who knows how long," I whispered. "I lost hope a long time ago. You will eventually lose hope too."
"Don't you have anyone looking for you?" Rosita asked as she sat next to me.
I shook my head. "No mother and my dad doesn't really know about me and I had no group."
"When we get out you can join us," Maggie said. "If you want too."
I smiled sadly.
"Well let's hope we get out of here," I whispered.
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Having people to talk to again is actually really nice.
"Where are you headed?" I asked them.
"We were going to Washington," Bob said. "Eugene is a scientist who knows the cure for the apocalypse."
I looked at them in shock.
"There is a cure for this?" I asked. They all nodded. "Holy shit. This can finally end."
"Do you have hope now?" Rosita asked.
I smiled. "I guess I do."
We all stood up as we head gunfire. We all moved to the side of the car as the door opened and 4 more people walked into the car. The door shut and Glenn walked forward.
"Rick?"
The 4 people turned and looked at us.
"Who are they?" Rick asked.
"They are our friends," Glenn said.
Rick nodded as he looked out the crack of the train car. I looked at the other people and one of them caught my attention. I pulled a picture out of my pocket and looked at it and then the man standing next to Rick.
"Oh my god," I whispered. I looked at the man who was my father.
"Who is the girl?" The man asked.
"My name is Miranda," I said. "Miranda Dixon."
Everyone looked at the man and me in shock.
"Daryl do you have a daughter?" Rick asked.
"Yeah, but she was with her mother," Daryl said.
"And now I am here," I said.
"How do I know that you aren't lying?" Daryl asked.
"Because I have a picture of you and my mother," I said as I handed the picture to him.
He took the picture and looked at it. He stared at it before looking at me.
"Mimi?" He whispered.
"Hi dad," I whispered.
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A/N
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