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Chapter One

"I'm bored." I complained, looking out the window. I wanted to go and walk the streets of London, but unfortunately the curfew was in effect.

It was World War II and all my evenings had the same routine. I would eat dinner with my dad then go sit in the study and stare out the window as he read over various reports. Some nights, the sirens would go off so we would run out and get into the bomb shelter. However, besides these occasional incidents, most nights were very dull.

"If you're bored then go to bed." my dad replied.

I turned to look at him. He was sitting at his desk reading a document. My dad had the same messy blond hair as I did; well I guess I was the one that had his hair. Another thing we had in common was that we were both short, of course, I was shorter than him. The only thing two things that were different were the eyebrows, which were very bushy, and his eyes, which were green, while mine were blue. He was wearing his British military uniform, which was a dark green with a brown belt and sash. Underneath, he was wearing a white shirt with a tie that was a slightly darker shade than the rest of his uniform. He also had on his black boots.

"How about we play a game?" I asked him smiling.

"No." he replied.

"Ah. Come on England." I begged.

"London! If you can't just sit there then please leave."

I sighed. "Is that for the allies meeting tomorrow?" I asked after a few minutes.

He put the paper down with a sigh. "Yes." he looked up at me, "And it's important that I read it tonight."

"Can I go with you to the meeting?" I asked hoping.

"No."

"But-"

"No. Nobody else bring their children."

I glared at him. "You and Uncle France are the only ones that have children."

He stood up. "You're not going." He started to push me towards the door.

"But-"

"Night." He pushed me out the door slamming it behind me.

I stood outside pouting as I decided what to do next. I really wanted to go to the meeting. I wanted to take a more active role in the war, but my dad was dead set against me doing anything dangerous.

I continued to pout as I walked down the long hallway to my room. My room was actually very large. There was a queen sized bed pushed up against the middle of the far wall in between two windows. A dark, violet canopy hung over my bed that matched my blankets and a dresser was up against the left wall along with a body length mirror. On the right side of the room were my old toys, which included: a white, wooden two story doll house; a pink toy box overflowing with little wooden soldiers and wooden animals that my dad had made for me; a jump rope that was so tangled up that it was useless; and multiple stuffed animals. Also on this wall was the door leading to my own bathroom.

I walked over to the bathroom to grab my nightgown. My nightgown was a typical one that was white with long sleeves and lace around the collar. Personally, I felt that it was extremely girly, but dad was always insisting I should wear dresses. Of course, I refuse and wear the same uniform as he so I wear this type of nightgown to make him happy.

As I walked out of my bathroom, I glanced at the grandfather clock that was up against the wall by the door. It was ten o'clock. I walked over to my bed, upon which sat a stuffed panda that China had given me a couple years ago. Beside my bed was a bird perch, which reminded me to open my window. As soon it had opened, a small falcon flew in and landed on said perch.

"Hello, Arthur." I smiled. I had named him after my father. He rubbed his head against my hand. I shut the window again, arranging the curtains so no light would be showing on the street outside. As I got into bed I thought about what I could do. I reached over and switched off the light. As I continued to lie there thinking, I hugged my panda tighter and the wind rattled the windows. Thunder sounded in the distance. At least, that was what I had hoped it was.

"If we had a prisoner we would know what was happening." I told myself. I sat up. That was it. I would capture one of the Axis Powers. That would prove to my dad that I can help in the war efforts. "Yeah, that's what I'll do." I laid back down upon my bed and hugged my panda again. The rain splattered against the windows. I knew what I was going to do and I planned on doing it tomorrow.