A/N…. SO last chapter was REALLY depressing….. The only people I'll tell who I'm pairing her with are the guys who guessed Correctly/Incorrectly. HAHA! Anywho FROG!

Frog- Oui!

Zoey- DISCLAIMER!

Frog- - Ok! Zoe doesn't in any way, shape, or form own Hetalia or any of the songs in this fic cause she's kinda a loser!

Zoe- *Goes to sulk in the Emo-Corner again*

Frog- au revoir, Ma cheri!

America's POV

"Dear Amelia,

"You have been the best sister I could ever have… the only sister I ever had. I know we fought a lot when we were younger and… I'm sorry for causing those stupid arguments. I just never knew what you were really thinking. Now I know. Now I understand. I hope this doesn't make you feel bad, screw that I guess you'll just read this and think 'Oh just Maddie being and idiot again'. If you do that's ok… its fine… I'm fine…

"You may think of me as your stupid little sister that you have to pretend too love because you didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings, but I always loved you Lia, always have. Always will. The whole world is changing; I didn't know where to turn. All those childish stories… I guess there's no such thing as real love and compassion in this world, huh?

"You were a big sister to me even though I'm just a fragile, insecure child. Maybe now you understand. I wanted to say goodbye to you because you made me feel like I was actually loved… but even through your hidden hate you made me feel loved. Fucked up right?

"I ask one favour of you when I am gone, Keep Iggy laughing. Even though you all hate me I want to know the wizard is still laughing at me, you know his sense of humour is bad… he needs to get out more… and that's coming from me…" I sniffled and laughed slightly, the others were chuckling too. Oh Maddie, I always loved you! Always! Please don't think I hate you! None of us do! Oh Maddie, I wish you would believe me. I took a shaky breath and carried on.

"I'm sorry for wrecking your life… I know you hate me with all your heart. But hey, that's life. As you'd say whenever you had to eat one of Arthur's scones.

"You are so beautiful… I love you Lia, with all my stupid, China-built heart. You pretended to comfort me in my time of need. I'm sorry for putting you through the pain of looking after me. I thank you for that… it gave me that little bit of confidence… but I guess I just wasn't meant to be… I guess I was meant to end this way.

Well, bye I guess. I hope you never have to see me again! (Feel free to hate me even more!)

I love you Lia. There's a song for you if you want to read it. But I guess you wouldn't want to read it. I'd be surprised if you read this to be honest.

Bye forever and always,

Madeline Maple Williams." At those last words I couldn't help it, I turned and buried my face into Iggy's chest, he rubbed my arm in comfort and shushed me. "I can't believe she thought I-I actually hated her!" I sobbed.

"I can't believe she doesn't like my scones." I heard him mutter, trust him to get a punch in the face, I glared at him half-heartedly and stuck my tongue out at him. I looked down at the letters and there was his name.

"You're up next Iggy." I told him handing the letter, he nodded and began to open the letter, but paused slightly.

"If I cry, Francis, that doesn't give you the authority to call yourself 'manly-er' than me." He opened the envelope and took a deep gulp of air. "Dear Iggy,

You were a father to me in every sense of the word, you picked me up when I was down and bandaged my bruises making sure they were okay. Your kindness showed me what it was to care for someone and to let them feel safe. I think of you as my father even though I know what your true feelings were. I love you Arthur… I know that I was an inconvenience to you, but let's be brutally honest with ourselves.

"You. Hate. Me.

"I get that. Heck, if you've read Lia's letter then you'll know that I know that I was basically a cannon-ball in your ship. I pulled you down with my insecurities and stupid feelings.

"I think that hurt me more than having one of you physically harm me or torture me. To know all the care I thought you felt for me was a sick joke and that really no-one did care. But who gives a damn about the 'ghost girl', huh?

"You are probably the only person I will tell this too, if you want to laugh, by all means feel free! In fact I would rather you laugh than act like you care like you used too. When I thought it was real I guess it was boosting to think that someone else cares… but now I know that you really didn't care… I just…. Broken.

"Ha! That's a lie! How the heck could I be broken when I wasn't even whole to start with?

"Anyway, in my subconscious state I understood the hate you felt for me. I want to thank you for the chance you gave me to get to know you and for dealing with a snivelling pest like me. I may not understand why or how without being sick, but you seemed to care enough to want to be sure I was safe at some point.

"I am sorry if I cause any of you further upset by writing these letters but I feel that if you did care (Which I know you don't) you might just feel a bit of sympathy for me. But that's just as stupid as believing in faith, and trust, and pixie dust. Unlike in all your childish stories. The ones about Peter Pan and Tinkerbelle, for me this has no happy ending. But for you I bet it's like getting rid of Captain Hook, right?

"Thank you Iggy, I know you probably won't read this but Thank you. When I'm dead I hope you finally understand how much I loved you all. I really did love you. I hope you understand that you were like the father in never had…

I love you Daddy.

Cheerio. Or whatever you Brits say… good bye Arthur.

Love Always.

You're Madeline Maple Williams." A tear slid down his cheek as he stared blankly at the paper, "Was I really a father to her?" he asked himself. I nodded; he looked up at me quizzically.

"She always told me after we went to bed at night that you were like the father she never had. I disagreed with her though… I thought you were more like the best-est friend you could ever ask for, Iggy. She really loves you…" I sniffed and cuddled his arm tighter. I looked back at the letters then around the room, almost everyone was in tears… "Francis, it's your turn."

He nodded and I handed him his letter. "Dear Big Brother Bear,

Do you remember that? You found me wandering the woods, in the middle of no-where. You picked me up and gave me the biggest bear hug. You asked who I was and where my family was, and I told you. You told me that you would take care of me you would be my 'Big Brother Bear' and I would be your 'Little Polar Bear'. I really believed that Big Brother Bear. I really did. I thought that if I was with you no-one would forget me anymore. No-one would mistake me for a chair.

"But oh how wrong was I? I was literally a human chair for a while… but when I was with you it all changed. You loved me, or so I thought. I wonder if you ever actually loved me? Or where you like the others? Faking, taking me down. Like I'm made of glass… like I'm made of paper.

"Can you do something for me? That's pretty stupid to ask someone who hates you. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Well I'll ask anyway… don't pretend to love someone, it hurts more than being told your hated. You should know that Francis, being born in the city of Love and everything. But I guess no-one know what it feels like to have the ones you thought loved to take everything I have, break everything I am. To go and tear me to the ground, leave me in a broken mess.

"Does it make you feel better, to watch me whilst I collapsed? Why did you have to, make me feel like there was nothing left of me?

"I'm sorry if I'm boring you with my constant babbling. I never stop whining do I? I was lucky enough to even have charity from you guys, yet all I do is complain about it… huh, I'm such an ungrateful brat. But I guess you already knew that…

"I guess I really was that dumb to think you loved me huh? I thought I would only tell this to Iggy… but I realize I want to tell you now, about how I thought that maybe one day you would all really love me. I suppose you're probably wondering why I'm telling you this. It's because… I guess that, like Iggy, maybe you might've grown to love me a little. But even as I write this I'm starting recognize why you wanted to get rid of me.

"One more question. Why did you take me in?

"Stupid question I know but… I just wanted to know…

"Good bye forever Big Brother Bear. Oh, and I wrote you a song, do you remember? Like we used to… write songs together. Sorry.

You'll always be in my heart… I'm sorry.

Madeline Maple Williams." Francis stared horrified at the letter, one hand grasping it tightly the other clamped over his mouth, his eyes shining with tears. "Mon Dieu Maddie, what have I done to you!?"

Gilbert and Antonio crawled over to their friend and comforted him as a tear slipped down his face. I swallowed the lump in my throat and turned to Cuba.

"Jajuan." He looked up motioning for me to hand him the piece of paper, his face was blank and his eyes where rimmed red.

"DearJay,

"Hey buddy…. I wanted to say goodbye to you as one of the last. Well, I dunno. Are you really my friend? Or are you like everyone else? What a ridiculous question! Of course you're like the others… heck I bet when you 'mistook me' for Amelia you where just doing it to beat me up!

"Once I realised this it really stung me. It really did. I just thought that once in my life someone was there to pick up my broken pieces… at least try to put me back together again.

"I never realised how badly I wanted to have a family and sisters till I met you, I would never admit it in person but those Ice Cream trips we took… they meant tha world to me. The same with talking history with Arthur I could spend time with my father, hanging out with Amelia sisterly death-ur shopping trips, learn from my Big Brother bear.

"Well you get the picture. So when I found out all of this…. I guess I just kinda lost it. All those years of believing somebody loved me, I thought they were there to dry my tears. But no. I was never really loved. You always meant for me to be 'friends' with then when you'd had enough of playing you'd throw me out like an old rag doll. Because that's all I am to you… an old rag doll. I realised I wasn't worth the effort he had to put in.

"How true is that statement? I'm not worth the effort… I never really realised until I met you that I wasn't worth the effort for anyone to put the effort in. But now it all makes sense, I was never worth anything always just an object for everyone to toy with. To break. To discard.

"I honestly don't know what to say to you…I get why the others did it. But you? Why you? What did I ever do to you? Or did you just hear off Amelia that her sad excuse for a little sister was getting all depressed again? Oh well it doesn't really matter anymore… does it? Cause right now, whilst your reading this… it's highly likely that I'm dead.

"At one point maybe I thought you loved me… like I loved you. But I guess that was just a stupid fantasy… I guess you where my first ever love. And, what, my third? Fifth? Heart break.

"Well Jay… you'll always be in my heart.

"I love you… so long! Farwell, Auf Wiedersehen, Arrivederci! And all those other fancy good byes….

Madeline Maple Williams.

"P.S Look in the envelope, there's a song for you…." Cuba blinked a few times, smiled, but after a few seconds the smile faded. He looked at the floor, then the Canadian in Ivan's arms. I looked at the second to last letter and frowned quizzically.

"Ivan… she wrote you a letter…" he looked up, surprise flashed across his eyes as the rest of his face was emotionless, well other than the creepy half-smile. I lent forwards and handed him the letter. He carefully adjusted Maddie in his arms, he would've put her down by now but for some reason she was clinging onto him.

"Dear Ivan,

"I know you most likely don't know who I am and are probably wondering why I'm writing you a letter. Well I'm Maddie, you know… that girl that you accidentally (probably not) used to sit on… I'm writing you this letter because… well I actually don't know why. I just thought I'd send everybody a letter then a few individuals then just a random one… you where the first person that came to mind…

"So I guess I'll tell you a bit about myself… although you probably don't care." Ivan paused slightly and frowned at my sister, before going back to the letter and smiling scarily again. "I'm from Canada (no surprise there) I have an older sister, the one that calls you commie all the time even though your not a communist… which on her half is actually quite stupid… dang I should've wrote something about that in her letter… Maple. Oh well… back to um… this letter. I guess I just kinda need to tell someone that I know about this… someone I believe didn't hate me with a deep passion, well not as deeply as the others anyway I don't think. I guess you sitting on me kinda taught me something.

"It taught me that trusting someone is a very bad thing to do. Never put your trust into someone, you taught me that. I think it was from all the conversations I listened into… huh, that sounded less disturbing in my head. I can't trust in anyone… not even in myself. You just ripped up.

"I guess I'm kinda ashamed of being me. Just Maddie Maple Williams, maybe that's because of all the stupid decisions I've made in my life. 'Huh, what life?' that's what I'd say if I was you. I guess I'm just afraid of letting anyone in…

"Instead of writing my song on a separate piece of paper I'm gunna write it now…. Ok so here goes… (Don't take this personally)- Because of you,

"I can't believe I made the mistakes that I did

I shouldn't have let myself,

Cause my heart so much misery.

I just broke the way you did inside,

I fell so hard,

I guess I learnt the hard way,

To never let it get that far!

Because of you!

I never stray too far from the sidewalk,

Because of you!

I've learnt to play on the safe side so I won't get hurt,

Because of you!

I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me!

Because of you,

I am afraid…

I lose my way!

And it's not too long before you point it out,

I cannot cry.

Because I know that's weakness in your eyes.

I'm forced to fake!

A smile, a laugh everyday of my life.

My heart can't possibly break,

When it wasn't even whole to start with!

Because of you,

I never stray too far from the sidewalk!

Because of you,

I've learnt to play on the safe side so I won't get hurt!

Because of you,

I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me!

Because of you,

I am afraid…

I watched myself die!

I heard me cry every night in my sleep,

I was so young!

You should have known better than to lean on me!

You never thought of anyone else,

You just saw your own gain,

And now I cry in the middle of the night!

For the same damn thing!

Because of you,

I never stray too far from the sidewalk!

Because of you.

I've learnt to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt,

Because of you!

I try my hardest just to forget everything!

Because of you!

I don't know how to let anyone else in,

Because of you!

I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty!

Because of you,

I am afraid…

Because of you!

Because of you!

"Well yeah, by you I mean everybody that I ever trusted, not just you. But yeah, the last letter is gunna be everyone's letter… so: do svidaniya!

Is that what you say? Well…. I guess so….

zapomnit' pozhaluysta, Da? (Did I get that right?)

Your Madeline Maple Williams." What did she say in Russian? Russia was looking at Maddie, and then he said something;

"I promise. Da, you got that right…" I frowned slightly, Ivan looked up to all of us, "'Do svidaniya' is Goodbye in Russian, and 'Zapomnit' pozhaluysta, Da?' Is 'remember me please, yes?'…"

"So she was asking you to remember her?" I asked, glancing at her sleeping face.

"Da, I think so." I pulled out the last letter, smiling slightly at everyone.

"Who wants to read the last letter?" I asked, unsteadily.

"I'll do it." Arthur accepted, taking the letter from me the firmly held the sheet of paper.

"Dear, well everybody.

"I know by the time you've read this you've probably forgotten who I am but I still want to tell you this. Even though you don't know who I am I know who you are. I know you'll probably be sitting there, laughing at this happy that the small Canadian burden is gone. Ha, screw that you'll probably be sitting there asking yourself "Who the heck is Maddie?" anyway, I'm that girl that killed herself… yeah the invisible one that left herself in the bathroom. Or in other words Amelia's sister. I kinda wrote a song, if you want to read it it's in the envelope.

"I don't blame you, If I was you I wouldn't care about me…But for some reason I felt protected by you all, like you might actually care for me and how I feel. The way a family should make their children and brothers or sisters feel.

"I am sorry for sending you this letter knowing I was just nothing to you, for thinking that one day someone would notice me…

"Love Always

"Madeline Maple Williams." Arthur looked around the room, everyone was crying.

"See Maddie," I said, "We all care, we all love you. Please don't think we hate you… I don't hate you… no-one does…"

A/N: Ok… I think that's the last of the depressing-ness. Next chapter will either be from Italy's POV of when she went to the market and the L-T-T-R or Canada waking up… and singing all the songs to everyone. Oh and Russia's song, he didn't sing it he just read out the lyrics just so you know.

P.S: I changed the lyrics of 'Because of you' a bit.

P.P.S: Tell me if you want Canada's POV or Italy's POV next chapter… YOUR VOTES IN YOUR REVIEWS WILL DECIDE!

P.P.S.S: The winner of the One-shot will be announced next chappie… (I THINK!)

BYE!