Plot Bunny: Write about a memory, can be fiction or non-fiction.

Weeeellll , I'll do HetaOni. Man, I love it so much!

My last memory of Ludwig was him sitting with his brother. Even now I can barely breath when I think about it. I should be happy to get out of the mansion.

I feel guilty...

I let Ludwig die...I let everyone die! I ran and hid behind ech and everyone if them...I should have put my own life on the line too, I should have done something. I think to my self. I'm a horrible selfish person. Why did I tell them about this place. I should have kept my outh shut!

I can feel the chocked up sobs trying to come out at my own hate filled thoughts. I fling open the door of the...place I had been trapped in for so long. I was outside, I looked back at the house, I can see the thing following me.

A crack of thunder, came from behind as I ran to the fence, the rain was pouring down, a few tears escaped, I turned to the monster that had killed my friends. I had a thousand thoughts pouring through my head each seemed to be more questions to ask the mute monster.

I finally chock down the sobs, and shakily ask, "Why?" It didn't answer me, the anger started to raise in my gut. "Why!?" I yell at it. "Why! Why! Why did you follow me! I-I got out! Why!? Why only me!?" I was yelling louder then I ever did. "You have me! I'm standing right here!" The thing looked at me with cold blank eyes like it didn't hear me.

"If you want to kill me, FINE! Go ahead, but...take me back! You hear me! TAKE ME BACK!" I yell at it, I fall to my knees sobbing. "Take me back..." I whispered.

Within a few hours, or maybe minutes, I don't exactly know how long. I woke up with a pain in my chest, and the memories of everyone. I held a book in my hands, I open the first page, and muttered a tiny, "No..." I was back but the book had my name in it, "Feliciano Vargas." I wanted to toss it so no one would ever find it.

I looked around me and faked a tiny smile, I was back at the meeting that had started the whole thing. I don't really want to tell anyone what happened but I have to tell them about the mansion. Maybe this time it will be better...I hope deep down it does.

Maybe we will all get out at the end.

Poor Italy. Side note: Writing this made my chest hurt and a I nearly groaned from it, I do love HetaOni, I really want to know how it ends. I can't wait for it! Thanks for reading! Oh Yeah, this is just a OneShot!

Hasta-la Pasta!~