The Walking Dead

ℕegan, this is carl. i was helping someone. i got bit. we didn’t even have to be doing what we were doing. i was just helping someone and now… i’m gone. you might be gone. maybe my dad made your people give you up and he killed you — but i don’t think so. i think you’re still around and you’re working on a way out. maybe you got out. maybe you think we’re a lost cause and you just want to kill all of us. i think you think you have to be who you are. i just wonder if this is what you wanted. i wanted to ask you. i wish i could have. maybe you’ll beat us. and if you do, there’ll just be someone else to fight. the way out is working together. it’s forgiveness. it’s believing that it doesn’t have to be a fight anymore. because it doesn’t. i hope my dad offers you peace. i hope you take it. i hope everything can change. it did for me. start over. you still can. carl.

i wanted to kill negan. i wish i did, maybe it would have been done. i don’t think it’s done now. you went out there again, but i don’t think they surrendered. i don’t think they will surrender. there are workers in there, dad. they’re just regular people. old people, young people, families. you don’t want them to die, dad. we’re so close to starting everything over, and we have friends now. it’s that bigger world jesus talked about. the kingdom, the hilltop… there’s got to be more places. more people out there. a chance for everything to change and keep changing. everyone giving everyone the opportunity to have a life. a real life.  so if they won’t end it, you have to. you have to give them a way out. you have to find peace with negan. find a way forward somehow. we don’t have to forget what happened, but you can make it so that it won’t happen again. that nobody has to live this way… that every life is worth something. start everything over. show everyone that they can be safe again without killing. they can feel safe again. that it can go back to being birthdays and school and jobs and even friday night pizza, somehow. and walks with a dad and a three-year-old holding hands. make that come back, dad. and go on those walks with judith. she’ll remember them. i love you. carl.