I wrote this with writer's block. ANyway I just see Arthur as one of those people who hate everything.
I do not own hetalia!
Hate. I have come to know this feeling all to well it seems. Hate. I hated everything. I hated each blade of grass , every leaf on the trees, and everyone person that saw. I hated everything. When I had started it beyoung me. I can hardly recall a time when I didn't have this feeling. It was second nature to me.
I believe I started to hate when I was a young child. Yes I started to feel like this as a child. Everyday when my brothers would beat me or France would pick on me. I'd do my best to fight back or run but it still hurt. I still felt anger at them. I'd just storm off and be by myself and cry. I'd make sure no one was around but I'd cry. I'd cry hard.
I just knew to hate everyone. Even the people I held near. I'd be angery with them, hate them, and love them. I hated everyone. But the one person I hated more than anything is myself. I hated myself for hating.
-Arthur Kirkland
Not my best work but something I did with writer's block. Please be nice in reviews like I said I did this with a bad case of writer's block.