"I can't wait to tell everyone about what happened at that house back there." I said to my dad. It was the next day and we decided to check out some more places before going home. "That was probably one of the freakiest experiences of my life." I thought about it and huffed with a laugh, then took a sip of my water.

"Yeah, that was pretty crazy." My dad said. "I knew that house was bad news as soon as I looked at it. I shouldn't have let us go in."

I smiled. Does that mean he believes in the paranormal now? He looked pretty scared to me. That was pretty funny. We got chased out by a ghost. Not by people or walkers, a ghost. "So, does that mean you're a believer now?" I smirked at him.

My dad shrugged. "I'm a little more open minded about it but…" He trailed off. My eyes widened. "Still no." He kind of smirked.

I shook my head at him. "I don't understand you." How could he still not believe after all that? I pushed the items down in my bag as far as they could go. "Skeptic." I rolled my eyes and gave him a look.

"Yup." My dad let out a small laugh, then stood up. "Alright, that was a good enough break." I watched him screw the cap back on his water bottle and put it away. "Let's go." He put his hand on my back for a second.

We walked around for a while, there were still a lot of houses in this neighborhood to check but, like I said before, we can't check them all. We still went by our method when we checked them out. My dad and I took turns picking the house we wanted to search.

There was a really big one up ahead. "Oh, we should check that one." I pointed. "I bet we'll find something interesting in there. I mean…not like that other house." I gave my dad a look, he raised his eyebrows and I laughed. In a house we checked earlier, there was a room that had a bunch of sex toys and stuff in it. I threw a certain item at my dad and he screamed and backed up from it. It was so funny. "Something useful."

"Yeah, we can check in there." My dad said. "We should think about heading back soon. While we still have daylight."

"Oh yeah, definitely." I agreed. I looked at the house, it was big. I don't know why but something about the window on the top floor was interesting to me. I stared at it and got a weird feeling. I should always listen to those feelings, but I don't.

My dad and I burst through the front door of the house with our guns up. There was nothing in plain sight. We walked around, I went through the living room and my dad went through the dining room, then we met back up and checked the kitchen. We nodded at each other. It's clear so far.

My dad glanced out the window in the kitchen out at the backyard. "I'm gonna check upstairs." He said. He looked at me before heading out of the kitchen.

"Wait." I stopped him. "I'll check upstairs this time and you check the basement." I nodded. He gave me a weird look. I hesitated. "Uh…there's really no reason why, I just want to." I shrugged. "Switch things up a little."

My dad nodded. "Okay." He said. "I'll wait for you then."

I nodded and headed for the stairs. For some reason, when I reached them, I just stared up them. I got another weird feeling. What's wrong with me? I thought. There's nothing even scary about this house, it was nice enough. I didn't get a creepy vibe at all from it. So, why was I being so cautious? Oh well. I shrugged it off. I climbed the stairs trying to be as quiet as possible.

I stopped and looked when I got to the top of the stairs. Again, I didn't see anything. To the left of me was a bedroom, I assumed. The door was closed so I figured I'd check that last. I looked to the right of me and saw a window. I looked out of it. That must be the window I was looking up at. This is a pretty nice house. I wished I lived here.

I saw two rooms to the right of me, one was a bathroom and it looked small, so I just checked in there quickly. The next room was a nursery. I walked inside and smiled. It felt nice in here. Safe.

I absentmindedly started looking around at everything. We should definitely take some of this stuff back with us. The crib too. That could be useful. Maybe even for us. I smiled.

My thoughts were interrupted by a thud. I immediately snapped out of it and went to check it out. The only place up here that I didn't check yet was that room. I stood in front of it and grabbed the doorknob. I turned it slowly to be quiet and then I threw it open. A walker was there and grabbed me immediately! I didn't get a chance to lift my gun, the thing had both of my arms. "Oh shit!" I yelled.

It was taller than me and pretty strong. The thing pushed me and we both went backwards, my back going into the window and breaking the glass. I hit the back of my head on the top, then my eyes went wide as I was falling out the window. The only thing that was holding me up was the walker, but I had to be careful that it wasn't biting me. I was in a very bad position right now. My heart was pounding out of my chest. "DADDY, HELP ME!" I screamed to wake the dead. No pun intended. "Dad!" I was breathing heavily and slipping more and more. "Oh my God!"

Finally my dad was there. He was about to kill the walker. "No!" I yelled. "If you kill it, it'll go limp, then I'll fall!" I said. My dad looked lost, and I could tell he was panicking inside. He looked like he was thinking, then I watched his face harden. He grabbed my arm, then something bad happened. The walker noticed my dad and went for him. My dad accidentally let me go so he could kill the walker and I fell the rest of the way. I screamed the whole time, and hit the ground hard. "Ah!" I yelled. I lay there in pain and couldn't breath.

"ABBY!" My dad yelled looking down at me. I watched him disappear. I laid there on the ground trying to breath. I got the wind knocked out of me. Then, my dad was there. "Abby!" He crouched down next to me and lifted me a little. "Are you okay?" He was breathing heavily. I tried to answer him, but I couldn't so I just nodded. "Did you just get the wind knocked out of you?" He asked again. I nodded. He sighed loudly, then helped me sit up. "Can you walk?"

I could finally breathe correctly. "I think so." I said weakly. I put my hand on my side and grimaced. "Aw, jeez." I said looking up at the window. I really didn't need this to happen.

"Come on." My dad said. "Let's get you inside." He helped me up. My back, legs and side hurt a lot but I tried not to show it. However, my dad had to have noticed. "Do you need me to carry you?" I just shook my head. He helped me inside the rest of the way.

I was laying on the couch and my dad was sitting at the end with me. I really was in some pain. "We're gonna have to stay the night here." My dad said. "So you can rest up a little." He gently patted my leg, then rubbed a little.

"Sure." Was all I said. I put my head back and felt a sudden pain in my neck. I cringed and touched it. "Ow."

My dad looked at me after that, he didn't say anything right away. "Are you even gonna be able to travel tomorrow morning?"

I breathed out, it sounded like when you're sick and your lungs are filled with mucus. "I don't know." I said weakly. "Tomorrow is a whole other day. We'll cross that bridge when we get to it."

My dad smirked at me. "Even when you're injured you're still a smartass." He let out a small laugh.

"Yeah." I said. I tried to smile but I was in too much pain. "You know what this reminds me of?" I coughed.

"What's that?" He said.

I took a breath before answering. "Remember when we first got here, to Pine Lane, and we took that little "vacation" to Lake Erie? When I was all hurt after being captured."

My dad's face seemed to harden after that. No trace of happiness was ever evident. "Yeah, I remember that." He nodded. "How I lost you and thought you were gone forever." He looked pained and I almost regretted bringing this up. "One of the worst days of my life."

"Yeah." I looked down. I actually haven't thought about that for a long time. For a while, that memory haunted me, just like what happened with Carl. I almost shivered.

"Hey, why don't you get some rest?" My dad said giving me a small smile. "It's the best thing for you right now. You look tired anyway." He nodded.

I thought about what he said. It would probably be smart, that way maybe I will be healed enough to travel tomorrow. "Okay." I nodded. "Yeah, sure."

My dad gave me a small smile, then got up. "I'm gonna see if I can find anything for us to eat." He leaned over and kissed my head. "Get some sleep."

"I'll try." I weakly rolled over on my side, facing the couch, and got more comfortable. I sighed briefly. Now that I brought that up, I couldn't stop thinking about it. It was almost four years ago already:

It was when our group first found the community that we live at now. We all just settled in but I was afraid that if we stayed there that we would all become distant and never see each other. That kind of happened anyway, but I don't want to get into all that again. I mean…at least I have Daryl, my dad, Michonne and Judith.

Anyway, I talked everyone into going on a sort of vacation. Lake Erie wasn't far from where the camp was. So, we all went there to spend the day. I can picture it now. The warm sun on my skin, the wind blowing through my hair and the sound of the waves hitting the shore. It had been a longtime since I went swimming.

It was a perfect day. We were all sitting on the shore, some of us in the water. "Turned out to be a really nice day." Michonne said. I smiled.

"Sure did." My dad said. Then he got a little sad. "I wish your brother was here to see this." He looked at me.

I gave him a sad smile and rubbed his arm. "Carl is here dad. As long as we're here. He's still here." We both smiled at each other.

"You're right, baby. I'm sorry."

"Of course, I'm right." I said. "I'm never wrong." We laughed along with a few of the others.

I looked around and spotted some surf boards on the beach. Then, I stared out at the open water. "I want to go out there." I said to no one in particular. I turned my head and saw Daryl looking at me.

"What you wanna go swimmin'?" He asked me while taking a bit of an apple.

"Yeah, but I mean…out there. Way out there." I gestured.

"It's dangerous." My dad said. "I would have heart failure if I saw you all the way out there." He let out a small laugh.

"Always wanted to learn how to surf." I shrugged. "What better time than now?" I looked at my dad seriously.

My dad hesitated. "Well, if you do, don't go far by yourself. Have someone else go with you. In fact, might even be safer to have two. And don't look at me because I'm not going out there."

My shoulders slumped. I looked around him at Michonne. "You wanna learn how to surf?" I smirked. I noticed Glenn looked over at me when I said that.

She smiled. "Uh uh." She shook her head. "Sorry, honey."

I was disappointed. I looked at Daryl and smiled sweetly but gave him sad eyes. "Daryl?"

He smirked and kind of looked away. "I'on wanna go out there." He shook his head.

"Oh, come on." I said a little frustrated. "No one wants to go surfing with me?"

"Who's talking about surfing?" Glenn said.

"Me."

"I'll go." He shrugged.

"Really?" I perked up.

"Yeah, sounds fun." He said.

"I'll come too." Rosita chimed in.

I looked at my dad and grinned from ear to ear. "That's two people!" He just smirked at me.

So, Glenn, Rosita and I grabbed some surf boards and paddled way out a distance into the water. I was super excited. We waited for a good wave and when one came, we all wiped out. It was awful. Rosita did the best. We all laughed. "Let's try it again." I said.

The three of us tried for a while and got better and better at it. And it was really fun! "Okay." I said. "I wanna go farther out. Like way out there."

"I don't know." Rosita said. "We might get knocked off our boards by the dolphins."

"So, we just get back on." I shrugged.

"It's not that simple." She said. "You could get pulled under."

"Yeah or eaten by a shark." Glenn teased.

I laughed. "You'll be the one to get eaten by a shark, Glenn." We all laughed after that. There was a brief pause. "So, we doing this?"

They seemed to share a look. Rosita shrugged. "Yeah, why not?" Glenn said. I was even more excited.

The three of us paddled out so far that we could barely see the others anymore. We were pretty far from the shore and for a long time, I didn't think we were ever going to get a wave. We just laid there on our boards talking. "So, what do you guys think of this new community?" I decided to ask.

Rosita shrugged. "I like it. I mean…it's better than being out there. I just wish we weren't so far up north. I don't like the cold."

"Me either." I said. "I'm not looking forward to winter."

"I think Pine Lane is nice." Glenn chimed in. "It'll be a nice place to…settle down." He shrugged. There was something weird about the way he said that. My eyes widened at him and I smiled. Glenn noticed. "Aw man." He said. "Maggie's gonna kill me. She wanted to be the one to tell everyone."

"You guys are having a baby?" I asked excitedly.

Glenn smiled at us but didn't say anything. Finally he nodded. "Congratulations!" We both said.

"I'm gonna be an auntie!" I got excited and clapped.

"Yeah, yeah." He said. "Just…when Maggie tells everyone, you guys better pretend to be surprised."

"I will."

"Scout's honor." Rosita said.

"Any preference on gender?" I asked Glenn.

"Oh on, I don't care." He said and smiled.

I thought for a minute. "I bet you guys have a boy." I smirked. He looked at me. "I just have a feeling." I shrugged. Glenn smiled and we just looked at each other for a minute. Just then, I heard waves behind me and glanced back. I smiled at them. "You guys ready?"

We all prepared ourselves. When the time came, we stood on our boards. We were riding the wave! It was incredible! One of the greatest rushes of my life! I wanted to feel like this all the time. Then, everything changed.

I somehow slipped and fell off my board, I went under the water and got pushed around by the wave. When I finally came back up, I saw Glenn and Rosita riding away. They must not have known I fell off! I tried to call them but another wave took me under. I freaked out as I was under the water trying to get back up. As soon as I reached the surface, another wave crashed and pulled me under!

I was gasping for air by the time I came back up and Glenn and Rosita were completely out of sight. I was scared but I couldn't panic, I had to get out of this. I remember someone telling me that if you're caught in the undertow, to roll sideways and it will get you out. That might only work if you can touch the bottom though. However, I gave it a try.

I rolled to my right. More waves came and just pulled me back under. I was choking once I came up. And another wave. I'm going to die. I remember thinking. I had no idea what to do. There was nothing for me to grab onto and hold myself up. And I was too far from the group for them to hear me. I couldn't even see anything. I was pulled under again, struggling badly and panicking. Then, I felt a peaceful feeling.

I opened my eyes but quickly closed them again, it was too bright. Is this heaven? I thought. No. I was able to look around. It was still light out so it has to be the same day. I was laying on the shore, but it didn't look like it did when I was with the group. Where am I? I slowly rolled over, that's when I started to cough and water came up. I got it all out, then just sat there for a minute catching my breath.

I have to find out where I am and get back to the group. My dad is probably having a heart attack wondering what happened to me. I weakly stood up, my legs were a little shaky at first and it was hard to stand.

I saw a little woodsy area and walked towards it. What the hell? Did I wash away all the way to the ocean? This looks like an island. Wouldn't that be something? I laughed a little.

Just then, people popped up and pointed their weapons at me. They were like spears or something. "Whoa!" I yelled and put my hands up. "It's okay! I-I washed up here. I'm not trying to harm anyone." They stepped closer with their spears. My eyes widened. "IT'S your territory! I get it! I didn't mean to find you guys! I swear!" I backed up. I saw a few of them glance at each other. None of them had made a move to hurt me yet. I calmed down a little. "So…I'll just be going now." I said and put my hands down. "You won't have to worry about me ever again."

Just then, I saw two of them exchange a look, then one nodded. They stepped out and started coming towards me. It was then that I got a good look at them. They were dressed almost like cavemen, with like leaves and shit. They even had painted their faces. Who are these people?

One of them grabbed me by the back of my neck, I squealed. "No, please, just let me go." I said. They walked with me. I was forced to follow. I had no weapons on me and more importantly, there was way more of them.

They took me into the woods and tied my hands up. Then, we went further away. I could see something weird up ahead. There was like something set up in the woods. I saw that there was even more people. My eyes widened. "Is this your camp?" I asked them but no one answered me. I got a better look at their setup and saw dead people on sticks! They were shoved through them and came out their mouths! I was frightened and turned to the person who I was closest to. "Look, please just let me go." I begged close to tears. "I-I promise I won't tell anyone about your secret camp. I promise." I was shaking my head rapidly.

"Quiet." One of them said. It was the first time I heard them speak. I figured the best way for me to get out of this was to cooperate.

I was taken up in front of all the people. They were all looking at me as we walked up there. "Trespasser!" The guy who had me said. "What do?"

"Kill her! Kill her!" The people chanted. My eyes widened.

"No!" Someone to the left of me said. We all looked. He walked closer and examined me, then looked up at the guy next to me. "Hostage." He nodded. "Hostage." I whimpered.

The man looked back to the crowd. "Thoughts?" He yelled. "Prisoner?"

"Prisoner! Prisoner!" They chanted.

My eyes widened. "No no, please not prisoner." I begged. "Please just let me leave."

"The people have spoken!" He yelled out. "Prisoner!" He pounded his spear on the ground. The others copied. I was terrified.

The people chanted and yelled things at me while I was being taken away. Some of them even threw stuff at me. Yeah, there's no chance of these people letting me go.

I was taken down into a place that looked like a dungeon. The man cut my ties on my hands, then opened the cell door for me. "Please don't." I looked up at him and shook my head. He put his hand on the back of my head and shoved me inside. "No!" I screamed and hit the floor hard. I looked up just as he locked the door, then walked away.

The first thing I did was look around for anyway I could escape. There was one window but it had bars on it. I tried it anyway. There was no way. I panicked. Was there anything I could use as a weapon? The only thing in there besides me was a bench. I tried lifting it from the floor, it was nailed down. There was no use.

I stopped and looked up breathing heavily. A thought crossed my mind and I ran over to the cell door. "Hey! Hello! Hey!" I called and banged on the bars. "Is anyone else down here?" No one answered. I was alone. It just now hit me the situation I was in. I sank to the floor and began to cry. What am I going to do?