I was tired of all those words, those hateful, mean words. Idiot, fat, stupid, slut, and whore. I wanted to be everyone's hero, but they wouldn't let me. They used me, and tossed me to the side, not caring an ounce about me. I could take it though. No... no, I can't take it anymore. They don't want me anyway, they say that they want me gone for good, and I'm planning on making their wish come true. They wouldn't have to wait long to find out, because today is the day of the world meeting. I choose this world meet so I could take a last look at my beloved America. I was currently at Niagara Falls, one of my favorite places. I knew I was being selfish though, it would make more work for my brother if I did it here, but... But for once I wanted to be selfish. I want to leave the world with a beautiful view... I wanted my last memory to be one of complete beauty. I took one last look around me, tourists, and locals alike, were everywhere, but I didn't care. All the more easier for them to find me.

I took a deep breath, and slipped under the railing. I stood at the very edge and took in the beauty before me. Vaguely I was aware of the panic that was happening around me, and took one last deep breath, smiled, and stepped over the edge as a few tear leaked out of my eyes. I was flying, for one sweet, sweet second before everything came to a halt. I was confused until I saw a pair of arms wrapped around me, and as suddenly as I was stopped, I was pulled back over the railing, and onto solid ground.

I looked up and saw my brother, Matt, was the one that stopped me. It was then that I burst into tears. The first time I was about to have something for me... and it was taken away. I couldn't live with it anymore, no matter how I tried. No matter how much I tried to smile, or laugh, or just be happy... it never worked. No one got that I never really smiled. They didn't get that I could be sad, that the girl that was seemed so happy, was so sad on the inside. I want to say I was doing the heroic thing, but I wasn't. I was being selfish, and I knew it... but I just can't take anymore. "Why?" I whispered to him at last, not noticing the other nations around us.

"What do you mean why?" he asked, "Why I saved your life? Why I wouldn't let you step over the edge?" He seemed to be genuinely mad that I would ask. "Why do you think? You're my sister, why wouldn't I?... What I want to know is why you would do it? What could make you want to die?" He looked at me, waiting for an answer.

"I can't take it anymore." I whisper to him, "They all hate me, and want me gone anyways." As I was talking more tears started to fall, "They don't care, if they did they wouldn't toss me aside. They wouldn't call me names, or make fun of me. They all say the world would be better off with out me, and they're right, it would be. I'm sorry," I say and sob into his shoulder," I wouldn't have done it here... but I wanted to do one selfish thing. I just wanted one thing for myself."

I was going to continue but he stopped me, "What the hell do you mean they hate you?" he asks," Just look around, do they look like they hate you? Does it look like they want you gone?" For the first time I look up and see everyone there... crying. Italy, England, France, Germany, Russia( he wasn't crying, but he did look kind of sad), Japan, Poland... hell, even China was there. There were so many others, but I couldn't see them. "We all care about you. You may not think we do, but... we care about you a lot." Everyone else started to chime variations about how they felt about me. I burst into tears yet again and buried my head into matt's shoulder. After a while I could feel myself beginning to fall asleep, and the last thought I had was, They really do care about me.