Hetalia does NOT belong to me! And if it did then I promise I would add more romance! (Whichever side anyone wanted!)
Introduction
Why was everything so cold? Why couldn't he feel his body anymore?
Because you fell in the snow.
Oh, that's right; he had fallen in the snow when he was running away. Away from what though? There were too many answers to that question, well at least for him there were. The pain in his legs had subsided a while ago, the cold helping out with the numbing effect. He stared up at the grey sky, watching as the snow softly swirled down. It tickled his skin and he couldn't help but let a smile stretch on his face.
He knew he should have gotten up long ago. Yet, he couldn't bring himself to do it, and he didn't know why. The numbness should have warned him, yet he still did nothing. Why didn't get up?
Because you're a quitter, that's why!
It was true, he wouldn't deny it. He had given up on living. He'd given up on everything. He didn't have a real reason to live. He couldn't remember anything, anyways. His mind just seemed to blank out after the age of thirteen. No one wanted him, well unless you counted his drunken adoptive father. But even then he was hated. He was always beaten for something or another. His eyes glassed over and he sighed. Looking back up at the sky he let his mind wander. He was still innocent and pure, yet inside he was lost…
Hello everyone! Sorry for deleting the last story I was writing! I really don't know why I posted that! Umm anyways to make it up I wrote you guys a new story! And this one already has more chapters on the way! (They're written out!)