Okie dokey. The year is between 1638-1655

Can't believe I finished this chapter today. Wow. Well, enjoy!

In time, I grew curious of the outside world. I felt trapped in a single spot for more than a century, but why? I had the whole east side of the Great River to explore, yet I stayed in a single place. How could I feel trapped when I had all the freedom in the world to myself? I could do whatever I wanted as long as the natives didn't see me. I began to ponder why I never bothered exploring the rest of my land. I decided to leave my beautiful home and explore the rest of my land. It might even be better than my perfect paradise!

I wandered around my land for a while. I wasn't familiar with any of it, to be honest. The mountains were still there and so were the trees, but its paths, rivers, and animals were not the same ones I saw for a century. I can't say I was disappointed, nor can I say that I was impressed. It was nice to get to know my area a little and have a little change every once in a while. Too bad nothing different and exciting happened, though…that would've been cool.

I was walking one morning in some random direction (I wanted it to be a surprise so I paid no attention to the rising sun). I glanced at my surroundings, mapping everything out in my brain. It was some weird ability I had about this land. I didn't control the mapping in my mind, it just happened. Although I didn't know what was in the unexplored land, I knew where everything was in the land I was just in. I could go back if I wanted to, and I could tell you about every little detail there, without sparing it a single glance.

So anyways, back on topic, I was walking one morning. As I quickly looked at my surroundings I saw birds flying. It'd be nice to fly, I want to fly. Eventually, I'll find a way to fly even if it takes me many more centuries to do so. It's a goal that I will accomplish, no matter what. My determined thoughts were interrupted by rustling leaves. Immediately my head turned in that direction, and my body froze. What if it wasn't an animal, and instead was a stronger demon? I began to tremble and whimper. I don't like scary things, it makes me feel vulnerable. Being vulnerable sucks, especially when you're used to being invincible.

To my embarrassment, it was only a native boy. Wow, a native boy saw me in my moment of fear. He looked at me with his curious, brown eyes and I felt a tinge of envy. If I had brown eyes, maybe I would've been a little bit more accepted by the tribe. His dark shoulder-length hair mocked me as I remembered how I was constantly rejected. I turned around, arms crossed, in a huff. I will forgive, but I'll never forget the events that happened a century ago.

He walked towards me, despite my negative attitude. He looked like he was eight. Wow. I could be this young boy's great-great-more greats-great Grandmother. I felt old for the first time in my life. I pouted at the sudden realization. Well, this stinks.

He looked at me with curiosity and I raised an eyebrow. Ah, the memories of being on display. I hated that feeling so very much. I thought I was rid of it! The boy seemed to not notice my mood and smiled at me. I scowled at him. He showed me his hands, as if to show me he had nothing in them, and then cupped his hands together. He blew into his thumb knuckles and made a strange bird noise. I looked at him with admiration replacing my scowl. He smiled and even chuckled, I felt myself blush.

I tried doing the same thing as him, but it sounded nothing like a bird. In fact, it only sounded like me blowing air. How pleasant. Then my hands began to ache and I was getting really impatient. He helped me put my small hands in the right position and I blew. I sounded like a bird! He joined me, and raised his fingers to change the pitch. I did the same. Together we were a duet until his mom called. He said goodbye to me (or at least I thought he did), then left. I was proud of how quickly I learned to do that unnecessary, but cool trick!

I wandered off to another new area where I saw people near these strange square trees. Wow, weird. Wait a second…they were my color, with my hair! I knew I wasn't alone! I could feel tears of joy stroll down my face as I ran to those strange trees. How happy was I? I looked around, with excitement and curiosity. I hid behind one of those square trees, and watched as people dressed in nice clothing passed me. They spoke in a strange language, but I paid no attention to their dialect. I was just wondering if I was in or dream or not.

While I was fantasizing, somebody spotted me. His brown eyes focused on me and my blue on him. He had blonde hair and light skin like me. He smiled at me, and I began to panic. Shoot, I was caught! I ran away as fast as I could, not even bothering to look back.

I slept in a nearby forest. I didn't want to leave that village, it was too interesting. Was it another tribe that I never knew about? They look so much like me! It was amazing; my dreams have all come true! I wouldn't have to be an outcast from society anymore! Does anybody else know how happy I am? I drifted into sleep, and my dreams were nothing more than befriending the strangers.

The next morning I woke up early. I went to the field that separated the forest from a village and stood on a big rock. I kept debating whether or not I should go and talk to the strangers or not. What if they didn't like me? What if I messed up on my first impression! My eyes wandered around the field and I found two men walking through it. One of them was the same from before, but this time he had a friend with. He pointed at me and looked back at his friend. He looked a bit intimidating with his cold blue eyes. He had blond hair and light skin like myself. It was so exciting, but yet again, I chickened out and ran away. I scolded myself for being a coward.

A few days later, I went to a nearby pond. I like ponds, you get to see lots of fishes. I peeked over a bush and there they were. I saw the same two guys fishing in a pond. It was like I was being followed! Everywhere I went I'd see the same two guys! I felt…weird, though. It was as if curiosity got the best of me and I had to stay still, like I had a connection with these two guys, although I couldn't put my finger on it. The brown-eyed guy turned and saw me. I froze.

"Wow! So cute! Who are you? Come here…" He said in a language I surprisingly understood, even though I recognized none of the words.

"AHHH! I'm sorry! Good bye!" I screamed, with tears in my eyes, as I left. I was surprised with myself. I never spoke any of those words in my life. I never even heard them. How did I understand what that man said and reply? That was so embarrassing. They probably hate me for disturbing them! Maybe they didn't? I began to question myself as I ran back into my forest.

Aww, little Amewica wants to fly. You will eventually, small one.

ENTER FINLAND AND SWEDEN!

They're speaking that one language that's unique to the personified countries FYI. Don't know what it's called, but neither does America, so as of right now, I don't really care.

I filed a complaint with my dad while researching. Why did the European countries come up with such unoriginal names? I mean, really, New England, New Spain, New Netherlands, New France, New Sweden, etc. See what I'm getting at?

If you're wondering, there is a 99.9% chance of England and France being in the next chapter. Dun Dun Duuuun.

Please Review and give Constructive Criticsm. I need to improve! I want to improve before I go into English Honors for High School. Please help me and I'll hand you a virtual cookie.

*Okay, one of my reviewers asked a very good question. I thought I should answer it here so that it could be cleared up. "If Finland and Sweden and America speak the nation language, why wasn't Spain when he was talking to America?" Well, I like to think of it as a 'pride' thing. Spain wants the new nation to learn his language before any other countries come (if they do). He skips teaching the new nation about 'Esperanto' (I know the name now, thanks to Liberty Girl In the Sky), to teach him Spanish as soon as possible, so that it'll be much easier to claim the new nation in case any European countries get involved. That's right Spain, think beyond the box.