(China's point of view)
I sat on the ground crying, all of my tears falling onto my arms. I remember when there was a time, that when I cried, someone would sit next to me and comfort me. I remember when my house was full, and I was happy, and so were my brothers. One by one, they left me here to die, more and more tears flooding the river outside my home every time one of them left. I remember waiting for weeks by my door, waiting for Japan or Korea or Hong Kong, or just ANYBODY to knock on my door. All I wanted was for someone to be next to me when I cried; I didn't want to be lonely any longer.
I didn't understand why they all wanted to leave me. What have I done to hurt them? I fed them, gave them a place to live, and loved them with all my heart. What made all of my brothers run away? They always act as if they are the victims. This is pathetic, how are they in any way "victims". What have I done, really? I have done nothing but take care of them, making sure they never become the old man that I am. And how do they repay me? Literally a knife in my back. What type of selfish brats did I raise?! They really do care for nothing but themselves, to just leave me crying my heart out begging on my knees for them to stay. Am I invisible? I have done LITERALLY NOTHING IN MY ENTIRE LIFE TO DESERVE THIS! Maybe I should have let their innocent souls rot in the forest instead of me taking them to my home and taking care of them. And in ten years I'll go back to the forest and find their corpses on the ground, and I won't regret anything. That would be the right choice, it would be fair.
None of my brothers understand what it is like to be lonely for this long, not even all of the other countries. I have been alone for hundreds of years before I had someone by my side, yet everybody else is complaining about their lives, saying how "lonely" it is to be a country, but they're all wrong. They don't know how it feels to be truly lonely, they never do. All of those Western countries complaining about their pains, they're brats. All of them, and they never learn their lesson. It's starting to get annoying, honestly.
I remember when Japan left me, he simply got his sword and stabbed me in the back, an evil monster in his eyes. And why did he do that? For what you apparently call "freedom". He's just being a selfish brat, that's all I can say. Greed has taken over his soul, and he can't fight it. He's just another weakling that I can destroy within seconds.
Why don't I? I can, if I wanted without lifting a finger, yet I choose to take care of them instead of destroying them. Why? Every other country, I can decapitate in one single blow, then cut their corpses into a thousand pieces, squashing their hearts with the sole of my shoe. I can obliterate their skulls with a single punch, letting their blood drain into the surface of the Earth, dying all of the water on Earth red, but why don't I? WHY? I can do it so easily, but WHY DON'T I DO IT? Is it just my conscience screaming at me not to, to let them live, or am I simply weaker than I think I am?
Or am I just scared, scared of rejection, scared of all of my brothers looking at me with fear in their eyes, making them run away from me. Maybe that's it. Does this make me a coward, or does it make even stronger? Am I just scared of being even lonelier than I was before? I guess I'll never know.
THE END