Thursday, November 6, 2014
Turned
It has been 24 hours now. A rouge walker found it's way into our survival camp. My son had been playing outside with his toy cars for hours when the walker breached our walls. I still don't know how it managed to. They are made of complete steel with reinforcements. My son had not been aware of the walker situation until that moment. I wanted to keep him hidden from it as long as I could. That was a mistake. Jack just froze as the walker approached, he didn't even move. It grabbed him and bit has arm maliciously. That was all it could get because my neighbor shot it in the head with his crossbow. My neighbor and I are pretty close. I'm not sure what he's going to do when my son turns because he will turn. Will he try to harm him or will he accept him? He is my son and I will always accept him. That night my son had been sick for 4 hours and the time had finally come. My son had turned and my neighbor walked in. He walked up to me and grabbed my shoulder and pulled me into his embrace. He told me,"
Do what you want and I will follow."
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