America wasn't one to show his emotions, even though he seemed to over flow with them.

In all honesty, he was a very sad boy who had lost everything dear to him.

He's lost his father figure, his pride, time in which he could have been spending with people like Canada, and his mother.

Long before England had ever found America, there was Natives.

Although they never declared it- they were in some ways, one big nation.

A nameless nation with many faces.

When America first appeared, the nameless nation, whom we'll refer to as "Mother", had helped him. Nurtured him, taught him the way to survive.

As time went on, however, America's growing population demanded more land.

Some of Mother's nation began to slowly drift away, herself becoming tired and weaker everyday.

America knew he was doing the wrong thing. Pushing someone out of their home, destroying them.

But he kept going.

Massacres, the trail of tears, moving west, cold blooded murder.

There was no one to blame but America.

And yet...

His mother still smiled. Because America was growing. She had hope for him.

She could remember when he got his independence, when he earned his freedom.

She could remember the tears on her son's face as thousands died during wars.

She could remember her own pain; the brutal killings of her people.

America could only remember regret, grief, and sorrow.

What he had done amounted to a human running away from their father, then killing their mother.

His actions were un forgivable.

But the natives didn't die completely. Everyone knows this.

Although many of their ways have been lost, their blood line still strives. Holding on by a thread.

Some say you can still see the nameless nation sometimes.

Some says she's always there in the crowd, proud of her son.

Others say she's there, always trapped in a circle of anger and grief.

The rest say she's always there, in her people's hearts.

Poor, poor America- how could anyone forgive himself for this?

It's simple really. They couldn't. No one can.

Sorry.

It's nine here and I'm dead. I've got like three major tests tomorrow and I haven't study so.. Fan fiction? Obviously.

Anyway, this is my first Drabble. I might continue making these though.

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Salutations~