A/N: So guys, I know I already have an unfinished story up but this idea came to me and i needed to share it with the world!

This story is dedicated to my good friend DementiaHasTakenOver because she has had some personal experience with this condition, and I love her to death and want to help complete her bucket list.

In this story I use Fem! versions of the characters, even if they don't act it they're still countries

This file has been in my document archives for nearly a year and I didn't know who to put it to or where I was going with the story. But here I am shoving Alice into my messed up little world.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or the characters only the story I put them in.

PLEASE REVIEW!


"Go away!" She screamed holding her ears trying to the block out the horrible sound, but it didn't work, not like it ever did, but it seemed so much worse this time. "Just leave me alone!" She held her ears even tighter tears now streaming from her closed eyes, "Just stop please!" She cried, taking a step back trying to escape from the torture, but stumbling in the darkness and falling. She heard a loud shatter as the back of her head hit the old antique mirror in the corner of her room. As she slid to the floor the sounds died down and she was relieved, her hands dropped to her sides and rested on the glass littered and blood soaked floor. Her eyelids felt heavy as she seeped into the pleasure of the silence. As her eyelids fell she thought she saw someone or was it something? She really didn't know or care at this point, as the already dark room, which was only lit by the moon, turned pitch.


A/N: Okay guys! Can you spell, SHORT. Because that's exactly what that chapter was, don't fear! Theyll get longer! I swear to you!