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I am Russia,
walking through the storm
with heavy steps, around me
it's a field of ice and snow.
The wind howls like a wolf,
a wolf as lonely as me,
Winter's looking for victims
but I'll leave it hungry.
You're not enough to kill me.
I am Hungary,
searching for a peaceful home,
How can you live with someone
and still feel so alone?
Why is it that the one you love
is your greatest enemy?
I am beaten whenever
I try to become free.
There's no way out.
I am Germany,
sitting in my dark room,
mourning the long lost,
the one who left me alone.
Don't worry so much, Italy,
soon I'll be fine,
I'll come and see you again,
just give me some time.
Why did you have to go?
I am Romano,
you might as well shut up.
You make no sense, so get lost,
you make me want to throw up.
I look at myself and I see
someone's who's not meant to be,
I could have died so many times.
Why do you even keep me alive?
I'm terrible to you.
I am Canada,
just wondering,
what would happen
if I became noticed.
How loud do I have to cry,
what horrible thing should I do
just to have them look at me?
Just to mean something to you.
I'm also here.
I am Russia,
fallen in the snow,
crying over my sins,
There's nowhere to go.
I'm lost in the darkness,
buried in the cold,
there's nobody waiting for me,
why should I walk more?
This is how I die.
walking through the storm
with heavy steps, around me
it's a field of ice and snow.
The wind howls like a wolf,
a wolf as lonely as me,
Winter's looking for victims
but I'll leave it hungry.
You're not enough to kill me.
I am Hungary,
searching for a peaceful home,
How can you live with someone
and still feel so alone?
Why is it that the one you love
is your greatest enemy?
I am beaten whenever
I try to become free.
There's no way out.
I am Germany,
sitting in my dark room,
mourning the long lost,
the one who left me alone.
Don't worry so much, Italy,
soon I'll be fine,
I'll come and see you again,
just give me some time.
Why did you have to go?
I am Romano,
you might as well shut up.
You make no sense, so get lost,
you make me want to throw up.
I look at myself and I see
someone's who's not meant to be,
I could have died so many times.
Why do you even keep me alive?
I'm terrible to you.
I am Canada,
just wondering,
what would happen
if I became noticed.
How loud do I have to cry,
what horrible thing should I do
just to have them look at me?
Just to mean something to you.
I'm also here.
I am Russia,
fallen in the snow,
crying over my sins,
There's nowhere to go.
I'm lost in the darkness,
buried in the cold,
there's nobody waiting for me,
why should I walk more?
This is how I die.
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Cacophobia-France
Francis Bonnefoy, personification of France.
France, the city of love, the city of beauty.
Francis, the man of love, and the man of beauty.
No one knows what he does everyday to obtain that beauty. He hates for anyone to be with him when he wakes up because his fear kicks in and makes him paranoid. He doesn't go outside on rainy days, for it is there when his fear likes to creep up on him.
All the styling products in his bathroom, all the cosmetics.
It's all so it can hide his fear. The fear he lived with all his life.
When he and Arthur fight, Arthur likes to call him frog-face. He doesn't know just how much those words hurt Francis.
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Upset-Canada
Why can't anyone see me?
I'm very much visible, right? I'm just like the rest of them right?
No one sees me, I could be standing next to the trash can and they would notice the trash can first. Even my own bear doesn't recognize me!
Everyday it's the same question, "Who are you?"
Everyday I respond with the same answer, "I'm Canada!"
It doesn't work. I try and I try so hard to be noticed but all my efforts are futile. What do I need to do?!
I look up to the sky every night and wonder which God thought it was funny to make my life like this. I hate it. I hate the way I was set to live, I'm America's shadow and that's all I'll ever be. I'
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Hetalia: Reaction to The Stereotype Song
"Are you ready?" America asked, as the other nations gathered around his laptop.
They nodded, eager to listen to the strange song that the alien Tony had sent to America, who hadn't listened to it yet.
I think I love you more than the
Japanese love tentacle porn-
America quickly clicked the pause button, shooting a horrified look at Japan. "WOAH, dude! I totally didn't know you liked that stuff!"
The latter blushed a dark shade of red and stammered, "I-It is untrue, I do not watch such things
"
And we should dance dance dance d-d-dance to these
stereotypes.
Let's come together and live in this world like a
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Something like the opposite and more selfish version of my You Are My Hetalia. Oh, and also a depressing one. But it felt good to take this out.
There's a lonely Russia, a trapped Hungary, a grieving Germany, a Romano who hates himself, unnoticed and slightly insane Canada and Russia giving up.
Tissues, anyone? I used a few while writing this.
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this
is
not
a
joke!
carry
on
reading!
or
you
will
die,
even
if
you
only
looked
at
the
word
warning!
ONCE
THERE
WAS
A
LITTLE
GIRL
CALLED
CLARISSA,
SHE
WAS
10
YEARS
OLD
AND
SHE
LIVED
IN
A
MENTAL
HOSPITAL,
BEACUSE
SHE
KILLED
HER
MUM
AND
DAD.
SHE
GOT
SO
BAD
SHE
STARTED
TO
KILL
ALL
THE
STAFF
IN
THE
HOSPITAL
SO
THE
GOVERMENT
DECIDED
THAT
THE
BEST
IDEA
WAS
TO
GET
RID
OF
HER
SO
THEY
SET
UP
A
SPECIAL
ROOM
TO
KILL
HER,
AS
HUMANE
AS
POSSIBLE
BUT
IT
WENT
RONG
THE
MACHINE
THEY
WERE
USEING
WENT
WRONG.
AND
SHE
WAS
SAT
THERE
IN
AGONY
FOR
HOURS
UNTILL
SHE
FINALLY
DIED.
NOW
EVERY
WEEK
ON
THE
DAY
OF
HER
DEATH
SHE
RETURNS
TO THE
PERSON
THAT
READS
THIS
LETTER,
ON
A
MONDAY
NIGHT
AT
12:00
SHE
KREEPS
INTO
YOUR
ROOM
AND
KILLS
YOU,
BUT
SLOWLY
AND
PAINFULLY
SLOWLY
CUTTING
DIFFRENT
PARTS
OF
UR
BODY
THEN
WATCHES
YOU
BLEED
TO
DEATH
IF
YOU
DONT
SEND
THIS
TO
20
PEOPLE
BY
MIDNIGHT
SHELL
BE
COMEING
TO KILL
YOU!
SEND
IT
SO
SHE
HAS
ANOTHER
LOAD
OF
PEOPLE
TO
GET
AND
FORGETS
ABOUT
YOU
DONT
BELVE ME
HEY?
EXAMPLE
1:
JENNY
DIDNT BELIVE THIS AND DELETED IT WITHOUT EVEN READING THE WHOLE THING! A FEW DAYS LATER ON THE MONDAY NIGHT SHE WAS WOKEN UP BYE LOUDE FOOTSTEPS AND HEAVY BREETHING THERE WAS CLARISSA STANDING THERE WITH A HUGE KNIFE AND WELL JENNY IS HISTORY NOW.
EXAMPLE
2:
TOM
ONLY SENT IT TO 5 PEOPLE CUZ HE THOUGHT HED BE SAFE AND IT WAS PROBLY JUST A JOKE BUT OH HOW RONG WAS HE! HE DIED THE NEXT NIGHT ON MONDAY AND ILL TELL YA NOW IT WASNT PRETTY(JUST CUZ HE SENT FIVE HE DIDNT COMPLETE THE TASK)
EXAMPLE
3:
JOEANNA
SENT IT TO 19 PEOPLE SHE THOUGHT IT WAS CLOSE ENOUGH AND WOULD DO BUT SHE WAS WRONG SHE DIED THAT NIGHT ON A MONDAY AND ONCE AGAIN IT WASNT
is
not
a
joke!
carry
on
reading!
or
you
will
die,
even
if
you
only
looked
at
the
word
warning!
ONCE
THERE
WAS
A
LITTLE
GIRL
CALLED
CLARISSA,
SHE
WAS
10
YEARS
OLD
AND
SHE
LIVED
IN
A
MENTAL
HOSPITAL,
BEACUSE
SHE
KILLED
HER
MUM
AND
DAD.
SHE
GOT
SO
BAD
SHE
STARTED
TO
KILL
ALL
THE
STAFF
IN
THE
HOSPITAL
SO
THE
GOVERMENT
DECIDED
THAT
THE
BEST
IDEA
WAS
TO
GET
RID
OF
HER
SO
THEY
SET
UP
A
SPECIAL
ROOM
TO
KILL
HER,
AS
HUMANE
AS
POSSIBLE
BUT
IT
WENT
RONG
THE
MACHINE
THEY
WERE
USEING
WENT
WRONG.
AND
SHE
WAS
SAT
THERE
IN
AGONY
FOR
HOURS
UNTILL
SHE
FINALLY
DIED.
NOW
EVERY
WEEK
ON
THE
DAY
OF
HER
DEATH
SHE
RETURNS
TO THE
PERSON
THAT
READS
THIS
LETTER,
ON
A
MONDAY
NIGHT
AT
12:00
SHE
KREEPS
INTO
YOUR
ROOM
AND
KILLS
YOU,
BUT
SLOWLY
AND
PAINFULLY
SLOWLY
CUTTING
DIFFRENT
PARTS
OF
UR
BODY
THEN
WATCHES
YOU
BLEED
TO
DEATH
IF
YOU
DONT
SEND
THIS
TO
20
PEOPLE
BY
MIDNIGHT
SHELL
BE
COMEING
TO KILL
YOU!
SEND
IT
SO
SHE
HAS
ANOTHER
LOAD
OF
PEOPLE
TO
GET
AND
FORGETS
ABOUT
YOU
DONT
BELVE ME
HEY?
EXAMPLE
1:
JENNY
DIDNT BELIVE THIS AND DELETED IT WITHOUT EVEN READING THE WHOLE THING! A FEW DAYS LATER ON THE MONDAY NIGHT SHE WAS WOKEN UP BYE LOUDE FOOTSTEPS AND HEAVY BREETHING THERE WAS CLARISSA STANDING THERE WITH A HUGE KNIFE AND WELL JENNY IS HISTORY NOW.
EXAMPLE
2:
TOM
ONLY SENT IT TO 5 PEOPLE CUZ HE THOUGHT HED BE SAFE AND IT WAS PROBLY JUST A JOKE BUT OH HOW RONG WAS HE! HE DIED THE NEXT NIGHT ON MONDAY AND ILL TELL YA NOW IT WASNT PRETTY(JUST CUZ HE SENT FIVE HE DIDNT COMPLETE THE TASK)
EXAMPLE
3:
JOEANNA
SENT IT TO 19 PEOPLE SHE THOUGHT IT WAS CLOSE ENOUGH AND WOULD DO BUT SHE WAS WRONG SHE DIED THAT NIGHT ON A MONDAY AND ONCE AGAIN IT WASNT