Thought's = '_'
Talking = "_"
Native American = {_}
An Action(Ex. Letting out a sigh) = *_*
Projecting thought to another = ''_''
P.O.V Confederacy/South
(August 19, 1814. 6 days before the burning of Washington)
I was walking from my office looking down at papers that I would hand to Náhookos so he could check and sign them. Most documents only needed one personification to sign them but you could never be too careful. Catching a flash of his blond hair I walked up to him still looking down at the papers, "Hey Náho-
(P.O.V Switch, Canada)
I was walking around the halls of the White House, Arthur was waiting for a meeting with the American president and of course he paid little mind to me even though half the time he said I was the personification of America and Canada. I never believed that though, I only ever felt connected to Canada. So for now I wandered around. "Hey Náhookos!" I turned around to see a man walking towards me, "I have some documents I need you to si-" He had stopped in front of me and looked up, eyes narrowing showing that I was clearly not the person he was looking for.
He opened his mouth, clearly about to say something rude before someone else cut him off, "You're not bothering the poor man are you, Jayson?" a voice sounded from behind. I tried not to jump as I turned around to the man standing there, 'And I thought I could sneak up on people.' From the corner of my eye I could see the man who was apparently Jayson take on a softer expression almost teasing, "Why would I ever do that Alfred?" Alfred rolled his eyes, "Sure…" he drawled out in disbelief.
"I have paperwork for you!" Jayson exclaimed in a singsong voice, now that I was paying more attention he had a southern accent to his words. I had only heard it a couple times from people walking around on the streets. "Ugh! Paperwork!" Alfred growled out, before grabbing the stack that was in Jayson's arms. I kept staring at Alfred though it was like looking in a mirror! My staring brought Alfred's attention back to me, he looked at me for a couple of seconds, "Wow! You're like my twin!" he exclaimed smiling.
"I-I guess," I stammered out, "Come on! Follow me!" he stated, turning on his heel and walking back off the way he came. I trailed after him but I could feel a piercing glaze boring into my soul. Against my better judgement I looked back to see Jayson glaring me down, it looked like he would have skinned me alive right then and there if he had that chance, and I had a feeling he would. I quickly turned back around and quickly tried to catch up with Alfred, interested in my look alike and not wanting to be left alone with Jayson being the main factors.
(P.O.V Switch, England)
'Stupid colonist! Making someone like me wait! It's a bloody wonder they gained their independence! Not for much longer if everything goes as planned!' I have been waiting outside of the president's office for hours now and if I wait much longer I'll kill the president myself! That's when I heard some voices and who can blame me with the temptation to eavesdrop?!
"You need to go home, Oliver!"
"Just a couple more pages then I'll be done!"
"You said that two stacks ago, Oliver! And three stacks before that!"
"I know! I promise this time!"
"You said that last time! Go home Oliver!"
"Bu-"
"Go. Home."
"Just one more document! Please!"
"Do I need to call Alfred in here?!"
"No, Dolley! I'll go home!"
"Good and I will stay here till you leave this office to make sure."
I quickly moved back to the chairs that were there for guests to sit in and not two minutes later a young boy and the first lady Dolley Madison came out of the side office. 'What is this?! They have a boy working here! He doesn't even look 15! So uncivilized!' The boy had blue eyes and dark brown hair with pale skin that was lightly tanned for someone who apparently worked in an office.
"Be good Oliver and get home safe." the First Lady stated sternly.
"I will don't worry, Dolley!" The young boy said smiling, the First Lady nodded. The boy turned around walking towards the doors, "Bye, Jennah!" he called to the receptionist, "Bye, Oliver!" she called back before returning to her work, he was soon out of the doors after that. It dawned on me quickly after that, he called the First Lady Dolley! Why would he call her that? Is he a personification? Surely not, that's preposterous! Who would he be the personification of- unless…. Matthew always said that he represented the province of Canada and I never believed him. But what if he was telling the truth and that boy right there is the personification of the Colonies!
'I'll have to keep an eye on that boy. Good thing I'll be staying here till the invasion happens.'
Author's Note:
The British are coming! The British are coming! Anyway the next chapter promises a lot of pain, so be prepared! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and till next time! Peace!
-Luna
