I hate mourning. When it comes to loss and pain, I prefer replacing it with happiness, or what I call, "good stuff". That good stuff came in the names of Ezekiel and Henry. **This is a Fanfiction of The Walking Dead. Many names, characters, etc are from The Walking Dead** **This is the first ever TWD Henry Fanfiction on Wattpad so don't steal my plot** **Please comment if you notice mistakes or ways I can improve this story** IMPORTANT: This fanfiction is currently undergoing major editing, in the form of adding scenes, deleting scenes, and temporarily removing chapters to edit them. If you notice a chapter is missing, it should be back within 1 hour. If not, let me know, I might've forgotten to update it or it just did not load. Thank you all for your patience!