A little pure white flower untouched, alive and so beautiful. But how long before those leaves start to wither and die. How long before that gorgeous yellow inside was no more. "I'm not fool enough to think there's any flowers for my brother. But I believe this one bloomed for your little girl." I wanted to believe it. I wanted to believe him so bad. But deep down I knew it wasn't true. I knew just like that flower my daughter wouldn't last long by herself. This is the story of a group of people who fight for there survival against the dead and living. Tragedy, heartache, love and panic. (I do not own any of the AMC's original The Walking Dead characters)