I know am alittle behind on the Walking Dead. I didn't know that most of the people I have are dead. But am keeping them alive.
It has been brought to my attion about some issuses with the names.
1 James, Belly, and Pimmy are mine and my little sisters nicknames. We each got ours from our cousins.
2 I like the names.
3 Not all names are ment for a gender in my mind, so serously.
Chapter 2
Three full grown Walkers came out from behind the branches towards Belly. They touple her to the ground. Her screams echeo all around us. I run over to them, I slash and stab with the knife in my hand. Their blood flys everywhere. I killed two, the third was eatting my baby sister's stomic, I move towards it. The Walker stands up, leaving her there to die in pain. Then an airrow gets it in the head. Falling on top of Belly, its blood and drule covering her. I push it aside to see a pale faced 11 year old. Her eyes wide with what just happened and pain, tears falling down made her dirt covored face. Looking in her brown eyes I see a 'do it now' in them. Closing my eyes I move my hand up above her head. Stabing it I feel her warm blood pour out and spary my face and arm. Lifting the blade out I stab her again and again. Tears falling down my face as I keep stabing her. When I opened my eyes again I look down to see a bloody misshaped head with brown hair and brown eyes open. I could feel the tears falling down my face as I look at my Belly who will be gone forever and never to retrun as one of them.
Standing I look at Pimmy, her face red as slient sobs shoock her body. I look at Rick and his group all staring at me with sadness. Taking a few step I soundly felt light headed and fainted.
Dream/Past
Dancing in the sun was Belly and Pimmy in white dress truling around, huge smiles on their faces. Wild flowers up to Belly's knee, yellow, pink, white, blue, purple. Truning my head I see my family sitting on a hill with white dresses and suits looking at at the clouds and the blue sky. Then everything went to dark. Their flesh were rotting and falling off their bones. Sightless eyes looking at me, maons of hungery escaping their lips. Truning my head I see Belly with her stabed head looking at me like the others were. Pimmy with her scared eyes scanning everything and backing. The flowers are dead and covored in blood leaving smears on the white clothes. Then a group of walkers were coming towards us. Running towards Pimmy what felt like forever to get to her.
The smell of rotting flesh was ever where and their moans eachoed off the empity air.