Purple Rose, White Thorns

"come on you damn bar break already!",whispered Belarus, trying again to break the bars of her windows so she could escape her room with her knife. She sighed, it was no use, the bars were made of iron and she was barely making a dent. Soon she heard a knock at her door. She quickly slipped the knife in its protector under her dress.

"come in", she called. Her brother , Russia came in.

"what was that noise? It sounded like scraping." he asked with an accused looks on his face.

Belarus said quickly, "my closet door I think it is broken."

Russia seeming satisfied with the answer, "I am taking Ukraine to town we will be back tomorrow." he starts to leave. "um brother?", she asked. She was finally going to ask him, "um well…..I was wondering if I could go with you it has been a while since I have been to town".

Russia was about to speak when her sister's voice said, "take you with us? Ha! Maybe if you looked more normal!". Belarus face burned, there Ukraine went again talking about her snow white hair and purple eyes. Russia chuckled, "she is right you know.". Russia leaves locking the door behind him.

Belarus was so angry and sad this time she could not keep the hot tears from pouring down her face. I hate this place! They treat me like a prisoner instead of there own little sister!, she thought angrily.

Soon later it got dark out so Belarus went and climbed into her bed, one of her knives in her hand, under her pillow. Maybe one day she will escape this horrid place. "maybe.", Belarus whispered as she fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 2

A sound of breaking glass awoke Belarus with a start.

"big brother?", she whispered then remembered that her brother would not be back until tomorrow. Which meant someone was in the house. She got out of bed and went by her door and listened;

"Prussia quit! There might be someone here!", said a strong German voice. "yeah yeah yeah Germany I hear ya!", responded another voice, who Belarus knew must be Prussia.

Then suddenly footsteps came closer to her door, she backed up.