Oc!Libya
Okay...I kinda really wanted to write this...(Sorry if you get offended...I think Egypt and her may have SOME connection (after all Turkey DID rule north africa, Amirite?) And so...I kinda wanted to show..she has feelings for Egypt but at the same time is mad at him. (Egypt led the Libyans to a rebellion of thier own government after overthrowing theres.
Hetalia isn't mine btw...sorry its so short...ENJOY!a thought of this. I don't mean to offend anyway) I thought this would be nice...^^ Okay! Soo...I think
I wanted to edit...Libya is a soft spoken girl. She's really sweet and pretty, unless you make her mad and bother her like Turkey does. She wears a hijab but she's really sweet...I already mentioned her one sided crush on Egypt...I could tell you more but just read.
"Oh…Allah.." she said silently. She was tired and wanted out. She blamed Egypt. If not for his protesting citizens, she could live peacefully. But no. She wanted out. It was all over.
She looked at the man. Gaddafi was his name. A not too tall, not too short man. Fair skin, and curly hair.
All this lovely suff..gone to waste she says looking at the strips of ribbon on the floor. She picks up a scarlet head scarf on the floor. The governments nowdays are crazy. She wanted out. Out of he protests, out of the violence. Out. Just out. She used to be a quiet nation, roaming around with her food baskets. She couldn't do that anymore without gunslingers in the road. The dead bodies started to cover endlessly.
"When will they quit?" she asked softly She buried herself deep in her arms to cover her tears.
'Civil war,' and 'gangs' could be heard from above a whisper.
These crowds are everywhere she thought. I can't do anything…Or at least she tried.
She stared at the many tanks going by.
What's My future? she thinks quietly. She sobs quietly while signs are thrown all over the place, and people being hurt, killed, or missing.
I figured if Egypt did it..we could to…she thought.
The words 'Libya will never surrender' circled her head. Gaddafi's son…said such words..she thinks. All she does is stand while the wind blows in the distance.
She wanted to go hug Egypt….out of comfort and despair.
I need him….she thought. I need him….I need his help…