The Berlin Wall, the day that Prussia and Germany will never forget

The day when they were seperated for about 28 years

But to them, 28 years felt endless

And painful


August 13, 1961

It was a cold, snowy day in Germany. A man with blonde, slicked back hair was standing on the western side of Germany, in tears. His blue eyes were pouring so much tears to the soft white ground below him that it looked as if it could create a small pond. He couldn't believe this was happening, something that would haunt him as long as he lived and leave a deep scar in his crumbled heart. His blurry eyes were staring at another man with grey hair and pure red eyes, that man too, was in tears like himself. They both walked towards each other and gave each other a long silent hug.

"West...?"

The man with grey hair said, finally breaking the painful silence.

"Ja...?" the blonde hair replied, sniffling.

"No matter vhat happens to you, stay strong, okay?" he said wiping his eyes, "promise me that bruder"

The blonde simply nodded, too heart-broken to speak. Then they both heard two familiar voices that made them never seperate from their hug.

"Alright Prussia, let's go" The first voice said with a Russian accent. It was Russia, standing a few feet away from Prussia's side, holding a pipe that was attached to a faucet.

"Germany, it's time for you to leave this area" The next voice said. It was America, holding a pistol in his right hand and his left hand inside his pocket.

America and Russia eyes met and glared at each other, their hands that were holding their weapon of choice were starting to shake. They both were losing their patience, it looked as if they would go on an all out duel with each other any moment. The German brothers couldn't let go, they didn't want to listen to the two powerful superpowers that were seperating them. They stood their, tears running down and embracing each other tighter. This made the superpowers lose their patience.

Russia sighed. "You give me no choice, I might as vell pull you tvwo apart" He walked towards Prussia and started to seperate them. They held on tighter. America also walked towards them, grabbed Germany and also helped Russia pull the German brothers apart. Their grip started to loosen and Germany couldn't hold on to his older brother anymore, they were seperated. Russia carried Prussia on his back and America held Germany's arm and pulled him away. "BRUDER! NEIN!*" Germany yelled, tears streaming more than before. He tried to reach for his brother, but he was too far to reach. Prussia looked up at him, tears also streaming, but he was almost smiling. Germany never forgot the words he said as he disappeared through the snow.

"tun nicht Sorge wir werden sehen jeder andere bald, bleiben stark bis dann!"**


*Nein - No in German

**tun nicht Sorge wir werden sehen jeder andere bald, bleiben stark bis dann! - do not worry, we will see each other soon, stay strong until then!