I don't own April Raintree or Hetalia this is my first fanfic so tell me what you think and if I need to l work on anything this was originaly a school project after we read April Raintree we wrote a first person story from Aprils view as if she never went into foster care and this is my story with the characters changed to FACE family and other Hetalia cast
Fallen Maple
Dear: Whoever
Whoever is reading I want you to know who I am, or at least who I was. I was Matthew Williams an older brother to Alfred Jones. Moreover, I'm what someone would call a forgotten child, what I mean by that is that I'm the one who gets the blame. Also, I'm the one who gets no love. I want to say one last thing, if any of you, Alfred, Dad, Papa, if I can still call you that, are reading this I want you three to remember these last words, It's all your faults.
From Matthew Williams
This is the note I wrote to my family the day I decided to end it all. I'm here to tell you why I did kill myself so let's begin.
When I was young before Alfred was adopted my life was grand. I was the centre of attention then he came along, Alfred, oh I'll admit that I was jealous, but isn't everyone, I still loved him. For our family life, well growing it was ok, but as Alfred came along life changed we had less money barley enough to get by, but we did.
Now here's where the story really begins when I was around 12.
"Come on Alfred were going to be late," I called to my brother trying to hurry him up.
"I'm coming just hold your horses," he answered well running down the hall with his blond hair looking messy with its one unruly cowlick sticking straight up.
I sighed, and opened the door walking out. A few seconds later I heard the door shut, and saw from the corner of my eye Alfred walking beside me.
After a few minutes of walking I could sense her looking at me so I asked, " What is there something on my face?" my hands rushing to cover my face.
"No I was just thinking," He smiled a big open mouth toothy smile.