MY STORY IS COMING TRUE! ok so this chapter is taking place like right now really, but god I hope it doesn't play all the way through.

K, so my family's out, I'm home alone and a huge a** storm is out-side. I hope the power doesn't go out. But so far I've been injured by my sis on total ascendent, not on purpose! (Baseball)

Then I got injured my self multiple times today (Warehouse).

Then I was alone all day. (General)

I took a walk and saw dude's I SO didn't want to see. There's 3 of them and they always do cat calls and are pervs. [one come up to me during a party at our school and I was blowing up a balloon and he goes "You look sexy blowing up balloon's" Takes the balloon from my mouth and ties it, and then hands it back.] so I ran through these wood to other side of the block and then went the rest of the way home.(Meeting when Canada had to walk home)

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So to this chapter My dad's at a meeting. I'm all alone, my friend won't answer her phone even though she told me to call her. And now there's a big a** storm out-side.

Creepy huh?

Remember this takes place two years ago in my life. This is the first time my Family left thinking I wasn't coming home. Now it happened's every two nights. I'll say I'm coming home from a friend, they say they'll be home, I'll get home, and they will be gone. It happens every Friday, Wednesday, and Sunday.

Canada P.O.V.

I waited for a half an hour for them to call back, when no one did I called America again.

Once again I got his voice mall. I was so worried, what if something bad happened to them? Why haven't they called back? What if they don't come back? Where did they go? This worry soon faded to anger as the time neared an hour. Now I started getting mad.

"WHY HAVEN'T THEY CALLED!" I cried.

I called all three again but none of them answered. I began to get very frustrated.

Where are they? Are they coming back? Is it better with or with-out them, not like they really are in my life. But America did save me from England before. On the other hand with-out America I won't get beat up, and with-out England or France I'll never get yelled at or blamed for what America does. But wait with-out France no one will comfort me or even notice me. I take back what-ever I thought earlier! I DON'T WANT THEM TO DISAPPEAR! EVER! America and I always joke around and he's there when I need him. England keeps things in order and is strict but with-out him everything would be chaotic! And France notices and watches out for me. Where are they, Why would they just call me to come over then leave?

I began crying, curling up on the couch. As if the sky knew what I was feeling, it cried along with me. It was night now, and the living room was being lit by flashes of lightning. I had the lights on, but soon they flickered and died due to the weather being against me too. With the lights out it became increasingly scary. I grabbed Kumakichi holding the poor bear close. I jumped at a extremely loud boom of thunder and blinding flash of lighting.

I clutched my little bear tightly in my arms, but not enough to hurt him. Then I stood up and made my way to the kitchen, lighting my way with the light from my phone. Fumbling around in the dark, I found a flash light. I switched it on and put my phone away. Using the flash light I grabbed some Candles and matches. I made my way back to the dining room table with 3 candles and a match book. I struck one match and lit the 3 candles. Unfortunately I guess I held the match to long and it burned me.

I yelped and let go of the match. I hit the table still on fire, so I took the lid of a candle and placed it over top. The lid smothered the flame, and thankfully it only left a miner burn mark on the table, but I fixed that. As for my hand, I ran it under cold water from the sink. It stopped hurting and I wrapped a band-aid over my two fingers burned, and the back of my hand, near my wrist, where the match hit while falling.

After I finished that I went back to the table left one candle there, one candle on a shelf where all the bed-rooms where, and one candle in my room. Then I rummaged through the closet looking for more candles. I found some and lit them off the candle in my room, which was the only one that didn't have a holder. It was just wax, almost like a over sized birthday candle, but really thick. I lit 5 more candles placed one in America's room, one Frances, one in the Kitchen, the bathroom, and the last one on the coffee table next to the couch I was laying on. I would have put on in England's room but I was afraid of accidentally summoning a demon or something like that.

I slumped back onto the couch still holding Kuma, the thunder was still booming, the lightning still flashing, and the rain still crashing to the ground. I was becoming more relaxed, until I saw a figured flash in the lightning. I opened my mouth to a silent scream, before tearing of the couch and running to my room to grab something to defend my-self with. I looked around and settled on a hockey stick, that I'm pretty sure was actually America's. I placed Kumero on the ground in my room next to my bed, before carefully walking to the living room. I stayed hidden in doorway, waiting to see if who-ever I saw come in. I heard someone working with the lock and failing. Then I heard them slam their weight against the door. I automatic tighten my grip on the hockey stick. Suddenly it was quiet, then the person at the door knocked. When I didn't answer they pounded on the door. They did that for a few minutes then I saw two people walk passed the window.

"T-there's t-two?" I chocked.

They were headed for the back door, and I know it! I ran through the house tripped and fell flat on my face. To scared that someone might be breaking into the house, I jumped up and ignored the pain in my jaw. I ran down the stairs to the basement. I tripped on the stairs but grabbed the bannister to keep my balance. I lost the hockey stick and once I made it down the stairs, started feeling for it. I grabbed it and jumped up, only to hear the doorknob of the backdoor twisting. I dove behind the couch, right as the door was kicked open. In walked two figures and I covered my mouth to hide the sound of my breathing. The lightning flashed through the basement window lighting the room up. I curled up into a ball and slid as far into the couch as I could. The two figures walked into the house and up the stairs.

From up stairs I heard a conversation.

"He must be hear. Look there are candles lit."

"Then where is he?"

I covered my mouth to stifle a gasp. I know there talking about me, I'm the only one home.

"I don't know. Perhaps he's sleeping?"

"Ok check the bed rooms, I'll check in here and down stairs."

NO! There coming after me! I jumped up from the floor and ran out the door. I ran into the back-yard and hid under the porch, away from windows. If I ran they would see me, besides where would I go? I stayed hidden and still, a-side from shivering in the rain, and flinching when lightning and thunder crashed.

In-side The House.

The two men looked for Canada.

"I did not see him in any of the bed rooms." The taller of the two said.

"And I didn't find him ether, do you think his here?"

"Of course he has to be! Why else would there be candles lit?"

"True."

"You don't think he could be out-side do you?"

"In this weather?"

"Yes."

"Lets go and check."

The two men exited the house to search the front and back-yard.

I'm kinda curious to see what you think happens next.

Next chapter will probably be up sooner, because of the whole leaving you hanging thing. Well be up by Sunday at least! Please say what you think happens! It can give idea's to make it better.

But leave your comment's, and what you think happens next. Reason for cutting this short is that the storm is making it hard to write. Then this huge crash came from out-side. I went to look and saw my neighbors metal garbage can was hit by lightning. My train of thought wrecked in to a wall, the wall fell on it, then my train of thought exploded.

So ya will update soon, thanks for reading.

By the way, the candle thing almost happened again when the stupid tee-light wouldn't catch fire and the flame came to close for comfort.