I stayed in my tent. But I paid visits to my dad as often as possible. We had become closer slightly,but he still didn't know much about me. I sat in the farm house when I heard gun shots from the barn. I got up quickly,looking out the window. The group stood at the entrace to the walker barn,firing. I jumped out the door and down to where they were. Walker after walker stumbled out the door,only to be shot by one of the adults. I stared,Hershal was begging them to stop,Beth was crying.

It seemed like all the walkers were gone,when a small one,stumbled out. I looked up,squinting to adjust to the sunlight.

Sophia.

I shook in fear. Sophia. The little girl we'd spent so long looking for. How my dad was shot by his own arrow. "SOPHIA!" Carol shouted,running for her little girl. My dad grabbed her by the waist,a crying Carol going to the group. "sophia.." Rick walked up to her,putting a bullet in her skull.

Hershal stormed off to his house. "Hershal-" "NO!" He roared. "You come here and I give you everything you need and you just RUIN MY FAMILY!" Rick avoided his glare. "I want you OFF MY FARM!'' I bit my lip as Hershal went into the house,slamming the door behind him.

We retreated to our tents. I packed up my things. "Everyone." Rick said from the center of camp. "We can't find Hershal." I emerged from my tent. " "You lost a grown man?" I asked. Rick shook his head. "Well,Glenn and I are going to look for him."

How does a grown man go missing? I wondered,sharpening my knife on a rock. We went about our business as usual. But it was hard not to be nervous. Not only was Hershal our only form of medical attention. But if Beth lost her "Mom" and her dad in the same day she'd freak out.

I wasn't staying here. That was for sure. I grabbed my bow and threw my quiver on my back. Going out into the woods. I wasn't going to listen to everyone get freaked out because some old man was missing.

The leaves crunched under my boots,the birds chirped in the trees above,the sun shone down on everything,the branches of the trees extending out over the sky. I heard the scampering of a bunny. I crouched down,waiting for it to come out. The noises got louder until a small bunny came out into the clearing,it's nose twitching. I grinned and aimed,and released.

The bunny fell to the ground,an arrow now protruding from it's eye. I grinned and walked over,picking it up,removing the arrow and and tieing the rabbit to my belt.

I made my way out to my dad's tent. Sitting on a rock outside,skinning the rabbit. I proceeded to cook the rabbit over my dad's fire. Wherever he was he probaly wouldn't mind me using the fire. Once the rabbit was done I dug in. "hey." My dad said,coming to me. I looked up,my mouth full. "Hey." I said,swallowing. "Where you been?" He asked me,looking at how I was set up. "Out in the woods,huntin' "

"You save any for me?"

"Nope."

"Pig."
I laughed and finished eating. "Where were you?" "Olive Oyl wanted me to go lookin' for her husband."

"Olive Oyl?"

"Lori."

"Nice nickname."

He smirked. "Ya I thought of it myself."

"they'll find him." I advised,taking my arrow out and cleaning the blood from it. "Hopefully."

I sighed,all of my arrows were clean and I wished I had a reason to stay out with my dad. "I'm goin' back." I said,standing. Daryl nodded.

I shoved my hands in my pockets,walking back to the farm house. I heard the slamming of a car door. I looked up,Rick and Hershal,and Glenn were carrying a guy with his leg bandaged. I ran to them. "Come on move move!" Rick shouted. "What the hell?" I muttered.

((hello my little red velvet cupcakes! I know this chapter isin't very eventfull but I swear the coming chapters will be AMAZING! :D))