Ok I wrote this some time ago but didn't post. It might be similar to some or the previous notes mostly because its getting harder and harder to think of ideas. This is Spain after Romano left as his own country.
I wear a mask. Almost everyone wears a mask now, because real emotion isn't excepted in society. Some are emotionless, happy, angry, or just creepy. It's easier to hide the pain with a smile for me, make them believe that nothing is ever wrong. There use to be a time when I didn't need a mask. I believed that I was strong, everyone was to afraid of me to question anything. Nothing could stand in my way. Then you came around, I thought maybe I was getting a servant someone that was afraid of me like everyone else. But you were something more. You showed me that I could be more them a conqueror, a murder, a monster. I watched you grow up, teaching me new things about myself everyday. Soon you were all grown and didn't need me anymore. I wasn't your boss anymore, you didn't depend on me so you left to make a new life. That's when my mask really started to take effect. I was heartbroken when you left. All the people that left before never came back? I didn't relies how much I need you to keep me sane. I can't handle being without you, I didn't relies tell you left but I love you. But your never coming back. I don't think I can keep this mask up much longer, the pain is to much. It is just to much. Bye bye love!
There you go, is you have a character that you want a note for just review. (I'm trying to do one for America but I can't think of anything) -IS