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    Jake went to check how many zombies were at the gates. He saw about 30 - 40 of them. Then he said,"Hello." to the guards and headed back inside.

    Yes clanner? If you wanna yell at me and stuff for shooting you, it was because you are a girl, and you tend crops, not fences. That was just a warning. Next time, the arrow will go somewhere other than your hand. *I walk off back towards the armory.

    My eyes went wide with rage. That ass. I'd show him, just a girl? God I hated it here. I needed to get out of here. Thankfully i had managed to hide a knife on the inside of my blue jeans so nobody could see it. I looked around before finding an area of the fence that was out of everyone's view. I knew this was goin to hurt my hand but I was determined to get out. I quickly began to climb the fence. Despite it being ten feet in the air, i was gettin out and nobody was going to stop me.

    *I watched the girl, making sre to shoot her right when she got to the top. I aimed my bow at her leg, hoping it would at least hit her in the foot, orher upper torso. I released the arrow, watching it fly into the fence, barely missing the girl*

    I let out a shriek of surprise as the arrow wizzed past my body. I quickly finished climbing over the side of the fence and looked down at the ground. I let out a shaky breath before climbing down. About five feet down I jumped and rolled so that I didn't hurt myself.

    Clementine walked on a small path, heading off into the woods. She was hesitant, but then she seem a patch of berries, excitedly she went to pick some. The 13 year old picked many and put them in a small leather bag that she had around her waist, she looked up at a mockingbird that had flew overhead and let out a pretty song. She immediately mimicked the bird call, her call sounded spot on and prefect.