My Light

It had just snowed and most people were out enjoying the fresh snow, but not Matthew. He sat on his bed crying. Why is he crying? Well you see no one notices him. To everyone he is invisible and he hates it. Who is this person you may be asking yourself. He is Matthew Williams otherwise know as Canada. You see all nations take the form of a person and how the person acts, if there hurt, or even killed changes the whole country and its people. And this is were our story starts with a sad Canadian crying on his bed. ( I don't own Hetalia, some characters may be ooc sometime, and this is my first FanFic)

(( I have fixed some of the spelling and changed some sentences so if have read this before you might want to go back and read it over. But you don have to though. It wont change much))

"Hello"- talking

'Hello'-thinking

~Matthew's Pov~

"Why do they never notice me?" I asked my only friend Kumajiro. He looks over at me and tilts his head.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Canada" I said with a sigh. 'Why doesn't he remember me? I take care of him all the time and remember him. Well I don't remember his name but I still know he's there. Uhhh! Doesn't anyone love me?! They wouldn't even notice if I died. That's it! If I die then I wont have to suffer anymore!'

Quickly I got up and grabbed the knife out the bedside table and ran into the bathroom. I get into the bathtub and slowly pull up the sleeves on my red hoodie and reveal the scars from pervious self-inflicted cuts.

"This is it. Its over after this. I wonder if I should leave a note. No. No one would even look for me. But what if one of my people do? Uhhh!" I get out of the tub and go back to my room to get paper and a pen.

"Food?" Kuma asks I am looking through my stuff.

"I left you some food in the kitchen Kumichiki" I said as I found my paper and wrote down a short note, and set it down on the desk. I went back into the bathroom and locked the door. Then for the second time today I got ready to kill myself. Thinking about how I don't matter and how no one loves me I make the cut. I think of how this is for the best as I cut my wrists more and make it deeper and watch as the blood flowed out of me like a river. Soon I close my eyes and welcome death with open arms.

*meanwhile this is going on*~Russia Pov~

'Today's the day! Today's the day I tell Matvey how I feel about him. Finally after all this time I get to tell him! I am afraid that he would not like me because of my scariness or because if my past but I have to tell him. I only hope that I wont do something to him that will make him hate me. Like the time I sat on him even though I went over there to talk to him.' I think to myself as I walk to the nice, barely noticeable house in the forest with a dozen sunflowers in my hands. As I get to the door I feel the need to turn and run but I force my feet to move on and knock on the door. No answer. Again I knock. Same result.

'Ok now there must be something wrong.' I think to myself as I start to think of the worst possible scenarios of what could of happed to Matvey but I push them away as I do the only thing I could think of. I break the door. Not worrying about the broken door I step inside the house and follow a loud noises I hear in a different room. When I found the room, which was the kitchen, I was suspired to see no one there but the noises didn't stop. I look around to see if I can find something and I do. I find Matvey's cute little bear eating. 'He might tell me were he is!'

"Have you seen you Matvey Kuma?"

"Who?" The bear asks looking up from his food.

"Your master."

"Oh. Upstairs." That's all he said and went back to eating.

'So he is alright than. That's good that he's ok but now I have to pay for his door. Oh well at least he's fine' Slowly I walk upstairs in search of my Matvey.

I look through all the rooms in search of him. I come to the last door at the end of the hallway. The only one I have not yet opened. 'He must be in there!' Slowly I turn the knob and open the door only to find no Canada. Again I get worried and start the put curses on every country that could have taken him but a sigh of relief escapes me when I see the bathroom light on.

"Matvey?" No answer.

"Matvey?" Again no answer.

"Are you aright?" I ask getting closer to the door. I put my ear against the door and listen for any sound and when I don't hear any I panic. With all my strength I break the door and step inside the bathroom. What I see in the bathroom makes my hear stop. My Matvey covered in bright red blood and not moving. Quickly I move over to him and cheek for a pulse. He has none. My beloved Matvey is dead.

Thank you for reading. : )