You were Carl's girlfriend. You both were 13. You were at the prison. The zombies surrounded the prison. You loved eachother. You would share food. Drinks. Rick, his dad, really liked your relationship. But then the prison was overrun. Now you were with Carl and Rick. But Rick was in the couch. Unconscious. You and Carl tried to wake him up but nothing happened. There were no walkers. Which was good. "Dad! Wake up! Dad! Wake up!" Carl said.