Sadie: This one is based on a roleplay.
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I hate to see him like that.
I really do.
Peter Krikland, a boy of only the age of 12 fully understood the meaning of fear.
Fear was what he saw in his friends eyes.
Fear is what kept him away from him.
Fear was what he knew that boys heart was filled with.
And he did not like that at all.
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On a quiet day he approached his friend.
He smiled & came close to him "Hello Latvia," he greeted him kindly.
Latvia turned to him shaking madly "H-hello." he stammerd.
Sealand frowned "Why are you shaking so much? Russia isn't around," his voice gained a kinder tone "There's nothing to be afraid off."
The older boy stared at him his eyes glossy from crying "H-he i-is always w-w-watching." he stammered shaking even more then usual.
Sealand put his arm around the boys shoulders.
"I will protect you." he whispered to him.
The other boys turned to him his eyes watering uncontrollably.
"B-but h-how you're so s-small," he breathed raspily "C-can you e-even d-d-defend yourself?" he asked now fully crying.
He looked down at the older boy & hugged him tightly in his arms.
As much as he wanted to yell at him & lecture him about how he could undoubtably defend himself, the only words he could manage to tell him were.
"I will protect you, I promise."
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Sadie: Was that bad? I'm sorry if it was O^O|||