Steps away from the water, deep stormy waters swirled. Just one more step and it would be over. The loneliness, the torment, would be all gone. I never thought I d ever consider something like this...but I was tired of being alone. Even England stop visiting, but he never cared about me, he just used me, and now he can t use me anymore, so he s shunning me.

For that time when I was little I had only one friend in the world. Latvia, my nervous friend who wanted to act like my brother. He did a poor job as an older brother, but he made the best friend. Latvia was always there for me, always coming to visit me in my isolated fortress

But then Lat-kun couldn't see me anymore...Russia made it impossible for me to be with my friend. He wouldn't let Latvia leave his house, and he wouldn't let me visit. Latvia wrote me letters for a while, he always wrote about how horrible his life was in Russia s house. I wanted to be his hero and save him from everyone that was hurting him. But I couldn't anything, I was so puny, an insignificant dot on the face of the world.

It was because of that I realized how weak I was, how useless I was, to everyone. why should I keep up with this pathetic game? I thought all the time. My small fort started to feel smaller and smaller. Soon there would be nothing but the ocean. And that s how it should be, I should not even exist.

That s why I was standing on the railing, barely keeping my balance. I knew I needed to do this, I should ve done a long time ago. So why was I so scared? I wanted to step drown and run to my room crying. But that s what I always do isn t, I always give up, back out, and never follow through.

Not this time! I m not going to cry, im going to give it all up...and I wont shed a tear. I left a note in my room for everyone to find...after they find me, or what s left of me.

Latvia...I hope he doesn't hate me for this...

My legs wobble slightly as I lean into the water. Then I fall, I crash in the water as it coats my body. It s so freezing, my body wants to swim up, but I wont do it. Instead I breath in the water, I don t want this to last long. Everything starts to go fuzzy and my chest hurts. The pressure from the water starts to force me down. I know this is the end and I want to say im happy it s over.

But I can t, I regret jumping into this icy water, I regret dying...most of all, I regret not saying-

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The Small nation slowly sank below the surface, he'd never be able to whisper his last words. He never thought that his death would cause a chain of events that would end the lives of his family and loved ones. If he did know, he might not have jumped, but there was no way too tell him. Not now or even earlier. All that is left of the boy that lived alone on the sea, is a letter. A letter that said how he felt and what he really thought. But of course, what would be the fun in reading that now? Lets wait till the bitter end before we break out the letter.

After Sealand who will feel the most guilt for his death? Why wouldn't it be his closest relative? Try and guess who.