Wow it's sure has been a long time since I last used this account lol but I'm back! I made this at school one time so I manage to make it into a dramatic/horror story. Normally I don't do horror stories but I decided to do this. This my failed attempted at a horror/suspenseful atmosphere XD. I don't own HetaOni nor the Hetalia characters. Reviews would nice Grazie and enjoy!
It was a huge obstinate to come to this place. Why did I ever think this was a good idea?! I thought to myself as I kneeled down helplessly and hoping that I didn't make so much noise. I sat there sobbing for at least two hours straight without stopping and ignoring the pain I received again. I was under so much duress not even sure if I could stand up anymore from so much running. Running…..the only thing I can do people say. This abominable experience has cost me dangerously close to my insanity that I swear I probably haven't slept in weeks already! The earlier wounds that I had recently covered up before started to disperse out its' bandages again like a never-ending waterfall. Time was forever lost in our thoughts as I tried to sit up again my body shaking all over me as I felt like I'm going to break into million pieces. The weird-looking thing that threatened to kill us all is now a true enemy, an avversario that we all can no longer ignore. I will do anything per proteggere il mio popolo even if it's my life at risk. Io li amo ... li amo tutti così tanto che mi addolora vederli morire per me! This situation is in a dire need of attention. If I continue to explain myself to the others the dangers we're going to face soon what will they all say to me? They will laugh it off and think it's a joke. No matter how much I plead and cry , doing my best to dissuade other countries and mio Fratello away from here but they keep coming along with more bloodshed. The more countries came the more distraught I get. E 'così insopportabile e straziante vederli morire più e più volte! I no longer had tears to cry out my pain as rest against on the wall holding my book tightly afraid of losing it again like the last time loop. I knew for once that I wasn't myself and not really sure how I got this brave and even fought more often. Quattro anni in questo buco infernale pazzesco e non sono ancora abituato a questo clima. I herd a high-pitched scream cry out into this vile cruel night that I'll forever have these nightmares even after we leave. Mi dispiace ... Mi dispiace tanto per essere tutti così debole! I said in my head as I tried to cry silently and blurted out softly as a I herd footsteps coming my way "Non entrare nella casa"
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