So apparently at that meeting, Pete walked in unannounced with Michonne's sword and accidentally slit Reg's(Deanna's husband) throat. I have no idea how he got it. He must have come into our house, but how? We didn't hear anything. My dad asked us so many questions that night. He was really worried about us.

Anyway, Deanna told my dad to kill Pete, which he did in a heartbeat. Then, Daryl and Aaron came back from their run with a man named Morgan. They said he saved them. And to my surprise, my dad knows him. He was the first person my dad met after the turn. So Morgan saved his life too. I will have to thank him for that at some point.

Tara woke up out of her coma the same night as the meeting. She's doing a lot better.

My dad told Daryl about Beth. I haven't seen him yet. I want to go talk to him about it. I hope he's doing okay.

I wish I could say that that was our only problem, but unfortunately there's always something more just around the corner.

My dad and Morgan went out to bury Pete the next morning. They didn't bury him inside the walls like everyone else who lives here on account of Deanna and my dad both agreed that we don't bury killers in here. So they took him out into the woods a little ways away from here. They found a quarry while they were out, and it was filled, and I mean filled with walkers! My dad says that eventually they will find us so we have to do something about it now. And that's just what they're doing. My dad made a plan to have Daryl, Sasha and Abraham lead the walkers twenty miles out in the opposite direction of Alexandria. There's others helping out too. Glenn, Morgan and Michonne are out there with some other people that I haven't really gotten a chance to meet yet. Of course my dad is out there too. Oh, plus Nicholas is helping out. I don't know why they let him. Glenn has been working with him so hopefully he's better now. I wanted to help out too, but I couldn't because of my knee, obviously. It's healing pretty well though. It's actually not as messed up as I thought. I can get around myself now, it just hurts going up and down the stairs.

So I'm home with Carl, Judith and Carol.

I was playing with Judy when I heard a woman scream from outside. I picked Judith up and put her in her crib then went to the window. I couldn't see anything, but I could here more screams. There was a really loud horn coming from outside too.

"What's going on?" I yelled while coming down the stairs.

"There's people." Carl said. "They're coming from everywhere." He handed me a gun.

"No. You two have to stay here and keep Judith safe." Carol said. With that said, she ran outside.

The horn finally stopped. It's a good thing because that could attract walkers.

"Holy shit." I said as I snuck a peak outside. "Who the hell are these people?"

"It doesn't matter who they are." Carl said. "We have to protect this place."

I sighed. "It's like one thing after the next. Why can't we just get—"

Just then we heard a noise at the door. We quietly made our way over to it. Carl was at the door, and I was behind the wall prepared to cover him. He made a signal towards me then opened the door.

"Hi." Enid said. It was just Carl's friend. Annoyance was clearly in her tone.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are doing?" I asked her.

"I need to talk to Carl." She replied.

"Good." Carl said. "You can help us."

"I came to say goodbye." Enid said.

"Come sit down." Carl said.

"I'm not staying." Enid snapped.

"You're not going anywhere." I said. "It's too dangerous out there. I won't let you."

"You're helping us protect Judith." Carl stated.

Enid didn't protest, she just walked over to where Carl was sitting on the floor and sat down behind him.

"This place is too big to protect." Enid said.

Most of the screaming had died down. However, Carol was not back yet and it was starting to worry me.

"I'm going out." I said.

"You can't." Carl said.

"Carol's not back yet. I'm gonna go find her, and make sure she's okay."

I headed towards the door.

"Abby, wait!" Carl said.

"I'll be fine!" I called. "Just stay here with Judith!"

I walked close by the houses, checking every corner carefully. I didn't run into the enemy, but I also didn't see Carol.

I passed by the infirmary, and saw our new doctor, Denise, trying to help someone. I realized later that it was Holly. It didn't look like it was going too great in there. I walked around the side, and saw a man laying on the ground. He was still alive, but he was bleeding out. It made me kind of sick. I knew he wouldn't make it, so I decided to end his suffering. I pulled my knife out, but I hesitated. I glanced at him then at my knife again. I kept looking back and fourth at them, but I couldn't get myself to do it. Finally, he let go. I watched him take his last breath. I stared down at him feeling an emptiness inside me.

I suddenly heard a noise behind me. I turned and saw a man about to swing an ax.

"Shit!" I jumped out of the way just in time. I fell to the ground right on my knee, which made me cry out in pain. I couldn't get distracted again though, the guy was still coming after me. He stood over me with his ax ready to strike, but I was fast. I lifted my gun and shot him in the stomach a bunch of times, then in the head to put him down. I stood up breathing heavily.

I won. I thought.

I heard footsteps, and quickly turned. There was another one. I raised my gun, and shot them before they could do anything this time. I saw another in the distance. They were dragging one of our people on a chain. I aimed and killed that one next.

This whole killing thing is starting to get easier. I thought.

I didn't see anymore people from where I was, and the screaming had died down completely now.

That's when I felt someone grab me from behind! I didn't even think about it, I spun around and shot them in the chest. However…I looked at the shocked expression on their face. I gasped. It was one of our people! I shot an innocent person! And it was one of our own!

"I'm sorry! "I'm sorry!" I yelled as he hit the ground gasping for air.

"I didn't mean to! I'm so sorry!" I cried.

He was laying there suffering, and I didn't know what else to do, so I looked around and didn't see anyone…I quickly stabbed him in the head. This time I could do it.

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

I don't know how much time had passed, but it was beginning to get dark. I was still sitting next to the guy's lifeless body. I knew that I should get up, and go back to my house but I didn't. I just sat there. I had this strange feeling inside me. So strange that I can't even explain it. I, myself, don't even know what it is…

"Abby?" I heard a voice and slowly looked up. It was Morgan.

When did he get back? Why is he back? Is anyone else back?

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." I said and stood up.

"Are you hurt? Let me help you."

"No, I'm good." I started to head towards home, but then stopped because I remembered something. "Thanks for saving my dad." I said it without turning around then continued walking.

It was completely dark by the time I got home. As soon as I opened the door Carol and Carl were there.

"Oh thank God." Carol said. "I thought something had happened to you."

I didn't say anything.

"Are you aright?" Carl asked me.

"I'm fine." Was all I said.

"Abby, I told you to stay here." Carol scolded.

"I know. I'm sorry." I said quietly. "Are you guys okay?"

"Yeah, we're fine." Carol replied.

I hope she's not mad at me.

"What about Enid?"

"Enid's gone." Carl said.

I gave him a confused look.

"I went to check on Judith, and I don't know, she was just gone when I came back."

"Oh." Was all I said.

I began walking upstairs.

"Abby, aren't you hungry?" Carol said. "Have some dinner."

I suddenly had a flashback of shooting that man.

"No, I'm not really hungry." I said continuing up the stairs.

I got to my room and collapsed on the bed. That's when a had another flashback of that guy falling on the ground after I shot him.

Maybe I'll go take a shower. I slowly changed out of my clothes, and made my way into the bathroom. I saw that guy again when I was turning on the water, and again while I was bathing. It just kept playing over and over in my head. I finally just sat on the floor, and cried while the water came down on me.

I decided to just go to bed after that, but I found myself wide awake. I couldn't get that man out of my head. The surprised and questioning look on his face after I shot him, laying on the ground gasping for air as I pointlessly apologized, and then stabbing him.

I can't believe I killed an innocent person. He might have died anyway like most of the other people here. They're weak. No. No. Don't say that. I really didn't know much about him. It's better that way. Don't think like that. He probably had a family. Oh no. Think of it this way, it's one less person to worry about. No! That's not true! That's sick! Maybe I shouldn't have put him down. Maybe if I would have gotten him to the infirmary they could have helped him. Don't be stupid. You shot him in the lung. He couldn't breathe. We don't have equipment for that kind of surgery, and besides…it's better that you killed him. He would have told everyone what you did if you wouldn't have. You wanted to. No! No! No! No! I did not! I would never kill someone if I didn't have to! But you did. No! Shut up! Get out of my head!

"Stop! Please!" I yelled out loud. I put the pillow over my face, and screamed into it. That's it. Give in to it.

It's safe to say that I didn't get much sleep that night.

I sat on the porch the next morning with a cup of coffee. The caffeine should help me. I got maybe three hours of sleep. I just couldn't get the image of that guy out of my head. The sad part is that I don't even know who he is. I have to find out.

"Abby?" Carol brought me out of my reverie. "Are you alright? Do you want me to make you something to eat?"

I shook my head. "No, thanks."

"Are you sure you're alright? You didn't eat dinner last night either. Are you sick?"

I don't need her worrying about me.

"No, I'm not sick. I promise." I said.

"Alright." She hesitated before she walked away.

I just sat on the porch lost in thought while my coffee got cold.

"Hey, Abby?" Carl said.

"What?"

"I'm going to find Ron, to tell him about Enid. Wanna come?"

I hesitated.

"Sure. Yeah."

I dumped the rest of my coffee in the grass and then threw the cup at a tree across the street.

"What'd you do that for?"

"I don't know." I replied. "Come on."

Carl kept giving me weird looks as we were walking. I wanted to tell him to stop it. That I was fine and not to worry, but I didn't. I just kept my mouth shut.

"Are you okay?" He finally asked me.

"Yeah, I'm fine!" I snapped. "What is with you people?"

"Jeez, calm down."

"I've heard that question enough."

"Okay. It's just…you're acting strange."

"Cool. I didn't notice."

"I just wanted to make sure you're alright."

"I am." I said a little calmer. "You don't have to worry about me."

"Okay." Carl shrugged.

While we were walking, I heard a strange noise but I decided to just ignore it. Then, I heard it again.

"Did you hear that?" I asked my brother.

"Yeah, it sounds like someone yelling."

We heard it again. It was a little clearer this time. I heard the word "gate."

"Open the gate!" It was louder now.

"Is that dad?" Carl said.

"I think it is!"

"OPEN THE GATE NOW!"

We ran over to the gate where some other people were. Rosita opened the gate, and we saw our dad running towards us with a bunch of walkers behind him!

He pushed one out of his way then fell. He quickly got back up and ran inside, then shut the gate behind him.

"What's going on?" I asked him.

He looked at me, but didn't say anything. He was breathing heavily.

Then, he finally spoke and gave us the worst news yet.

"About half the herd broke off." He said in-between breaths. "They're coming."

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