I haven't posted in a long while! Sorry my laptop kinda lost all of it's memory -_-' But here is a new story! I do not own Hetalia! Only the Ocs!
A little girl, who looks no older than five years old, wonders around the forest while humming to herself. She doesn't know how she got here, nor does she know where she is. Her dark brown orbs take in all her surroundings as her long dark brown hair whishes back and forth. The little one makes it to a clearing only to gasp at the sight before her.
A large waterfall cascading over rocks, that formed a semi valley, spilled into the sparkling lake below. Lush grass so soft to the touch as if you weren't careful it might bruise. If you were to sniff the air it would smell of sweet lavender, the salty sea, and various other things that were going in the forests. Trees with yellow-orange ovals, as a child might see them, hung from the branches.
This scene so breathe taking, so aweing, so calming, and so relaxing. It feels like home… the brown haired girl though. She raced through the grass to the water and bent down on her knees. The child laughed at the sight of her reflection. She feels the cool water against her skin as she sinks her tiny hands into the water. After a brief moment she pulls her hands out of the water and sits back. Her mind wanders as she listen to the soft roar of the waterfall.
Nothing could destroy this moment she thought, but only to be mistaken when there was a pain in her stomach and noises coming from it. Standing up she scanned around for something to eat. Then she remembered the ovals! She quickly ran over to a tree with the objects she is after, but sadly she realizes that she has no way to reach them. Once again looking around she found a rock light enough to carry. She throws the rock with all her might!...but it lands about two feet in front of her.
Now going up to the tree and placing her hands around the trunk as much as she possible could. She decided to attempt climbing up the tree. After a few minutes of trying and countless failures she plopped herself on the grass. Felling Hungry and now exhausted tears perked at the corner of her eyes. The child just stared at the tree on the verge of tears. Then she notice a big rock, from the semi valley wall, near the tree that could reached the branches mocking her shortness.
Picking herself off the ground she went over to the rock. After being hesitant at first she scaled up the rock till she could reach her prize. Once she picked the yellow-orange oval she held it in her hands. The brown haired girl carefully climbed down and sat in the grass. She wondered what this thingy was. She turned it over and over again wondering if it was edible, but something inside her knew it was.
The little girl squished it a bit and found out it was soft. The sweet smell of it said it was a fruit. After inspecting it she sunk her teeth into it, but quickly removed it from her mouth.
"Icky!" she squeaked.
The girl pulled out what was the skin of the fruit from her mouth. On the fruit where the skin was peeled was yellow and gooey. Hesitantly she bit there and she was greeted with the sweat tasting fruit.
"Mango…." The little one whispered. "I love it!" and she peeled the mango and ate till she hit the seed.
Now feed and tired she buried the seed in the forest nearby before laying down in the clearing. The sun had gone replaced by the moon and the stars twinkled above. She looks up and smiles at how much she loves this place. The little girl lies down on her back looking at what she thought was a beautiful painting in the sky. Letting out a little giggle she began to close her eyes, and soon fell asleep with a smile on her face.
