Hello everyone :) this isn't my first Hetalia fan fic but i am still learning how to be a good writer so any tips, suggestions, comments, feedback, critic's? all is welcome and if i have said something that maybe needs to be changed please let me know and i apologize about the grammar because i do suck at it and will not try to say otherwise...ok so with that out of the way please enjoy, R&R and i know this is only a short chapter its suppose to be short and i will writer a longer one hopefully for the next chapter :)
P.S. i know its too early to be putting this up but i just couldnt wait and who says it needs to go up on his birthday anyway :) ok enjoy~
30th of June 2014.
Dear Journal,
Today was the same as always...I got mistaken for America again by Cuba which resulted in him hitting my head repeatedly, during the meeting I was forgotten and America took my place so I didn't get to talk about how well my country was doing. England rushed up to me after the meeting asking about the next meeting thinking I was yet again America and papa France had to step in to yet again tell England I was not America but in fact Canada, they ended up arguing again because of it and forgetting I was there. Why doesn't anyone remember or see me? I mean I'm the second largest country but I'm always forgotten it doesn't make sense to me. Well to be honest I can't say today was the same as always because today Prussia had come to the meeting, he had somehow managed to get Germany who happens to be his younger brother to let him sit in on the meeting today. He was the ex nation of Prussia but he was still around even though his country wasn't actually you could technically call him a part of Germany in a way I guess anyway he took up the seat beside me and looked right at me with his striking blood red eyes, I was a bit intimidated by his eyes but I also feel safe for some reason staring back into his eyes. For the first time I in centuries actually felt acknowledged by someone and that someone was Prussia, he was the only one who seems to know I existed and it felt nice which made me smile at him. Anyway tomorrow is my birthday not that anyone will remember and it will be another birthday alone once again but I guess I'm starting to get use to it, not sure if that's a good or bad thing though...
-Forgotten Nation.