My name is Roxy. I was about 10 when it all started. I was with my mom at the hospital hopping that she'll live. She was in the war and I usually was alone. My father died the day she found out she was pregnant with me. As I was in the hospital my mom finally woke up. That's when I heard the screaming. one of the patients with a rare disease had got out of their room. My mom tarred her IV's out and grabbed my arm. We ran as far as possible then we found a door with walkers all around it. I can still here her screams in my head.... Calling me to run and don't ever look back...... I still remember her last words.... " I love you." Now I am alone. It's been seven years sense then. I met 6 girls during that time. I've made a vow to make sure they don't die. I'm not going to let them end like my mother..... I swear to it.