~~~~~Chapter One~~~~~~
A second is nothing compared to a minute. A minute is nothing compared to an hour. An hour is nothing compared to a day. A day is nothing compared to a month. A month is nothing compared to a year. A year is nothing compared to a lifetime. What am I? Nothing but a second in this great lifetime. I cannot compare to anything. I am only a mere second. What if I vanished? Only one less bother.
I sighed loudly and sat up from my position that was facing the ceiling. I took a look at my hands too see what? Blood on them. No, if you where to look at them you would not see any blood. But the blood from my past left stains that water nor time could erase. Wars had left visible scars on my body and some that nobody could see or understand.
I stood up and got dressed for the day. Another day of pain. I packed a suitcase of papers I was supposed to finish, but never did…I would get yelled at by Germany for sure, but I didn't care. I left the small apartment, not at all cleaner then the day before.
"Off to the airport," I muttered to myself
I got the joy of riding the crowded airplane for 2 hours on my way to where tomorrow's
Conference will be held. In New York….at least it is still in the country, last time I had to travel to Japan.
When the plane ride was over, I walked across the street to a hotel and checked in to a room. On my way up I ran into another country.
"Stupid plane ride, almost getting me killed!" he mumbled to himself
"Hey there, Britain." I put on that fake smile I had mastered.
He jumped a little and turned to look at me "Hello, America. What do you want?" he gave me that look. The one that said 'Go die already, I have tings to do'.
"I'm just here for the conference that is tomorrow, dude I have this amazing plan-"
"I'm sorry America but your childish talk will have to wait. I have more important things to do than to listen to your silly talks in the hallway," He stated, walking into his room.
After he slammed the door in my face, I put that sad expression back on my face
"Ok…Bye then," I mumbled and went to my own room.
"Why? Can't you see it Britain? Are you blind? You must be!" I yelled at the wall "Why can't anyone see me for who I really am?" I slid down the wall, crying.
"England…I'm sorry…"
I love you