I wake up suddenly. Shaking with emotions, my body feels like spiders are crawling all over it. I started breathing heavy and my limps grew stiff. I have no idea what that nightmare was about but, it was bad. I sat up looking around our little camp. Everyone was sleeping. I look at the trees surrounding me, our camp was just a clear area to sleep. I brought my knees and rested my chin on them, shaking. Who's on watch? I sighed as I look over. Rick's son Carl, who begged to be watcher was sleeping. I need to learn to be his friend knowing we are some of the last kids our age on Earth. I took in a deep breath, I can't lose it, not in front of people.
I walk over to him about to wake him up, I hear a tree branch snap followed by a low growl. I grab out the knife I got off the body I found earlier. The bushes shook for a second, then it stumbled out of a bush. Taking my knife I walked up to it. Snarling, as he trip over the bush he crawled out of. I stumbled over and stabbed it in the head.
"Gross" I said to myself. I limped over to sleeping Carl.
"Wake up" I said pushing him off the rock he was perched on.
"What?" he asked.
"You were sleeping on the job, move that body away from here, I don't like sleeping with it near me as I sleep, dead or alive" I pointed over to the wrecker on the ground.
"The walker?" he asked.
"Whatever, I can't move it myself" I said gesturing to my foot.
He mumbled under his breath, walking over towards it, "It's not moving it's dead."
"I still don't like it there, please, just put him behind the bush."
He pushed the walker into the bush.
"Stay awake next time that could have killed us."
He rolled his eye and sat himself back on the rock. I laid back down trying to sleep but, I just can't. Flash backs of my nightmare kept coming back to me. My aunt was there talking to me. Then she just turned. I kept shaking thinking about it. My anxiety hit me like a storm, shaking me and pushing me back and forth violently. I stayed awake lying there on the ground of the woods. I picked at my nails, silently to myself until dawn. I got up looking at the rock Carl was on. He was sleeping again. I push him off his rock again.
"Next time, I take watch."
We started moving again until we heard a man scream. We ran towards the scream, I stumbled behind a bit and we got to a clearing full of walkers where a herd of walkers was surrounding a man standing on a large rock. I whistle for a walker to come towards me and I pushed him to the ground and stabbed it. I sat there for a minute taking a breath then from behind me a walker grabbed me. I flopped backwards avoiding it. He fell on top of me. He was a good 6 foot and he was way stronger than me. I pushed him, keeping him away but he was to strong to push off me. He snapped at me inches from my face. I looked at him then directly through his forehead, an arrow stopped him. He went limp on talk of me. I nod slightly to the man who killed it. His name was Daryl, he was the one that convinced Rick to let me stay.
I walked over to where the man, shaking, stood. He looked at us with fear and thankfulness in his eyes.
"Thank you."