met you in the summer

Tulips (chapter.1)

*ive never did digital writting so this gonna be fun* 




Germanys POV:
It was a nice day outside, i rember i was playing in the feild while my father was in the work shop. I happened to stumble off to far and noticed a huge patch of tulips.. there were orange red yellow pink, i deicied i wanted to make a flower crown for myself and my dad scince he liked when i made stuff for him!

I sat in the feild making flower crowns while trying to use as few flowers as posible, so they could grow back. After around 15 minutes i had made them both, i was very excited to give one to my father i was very proud after i worked so hard and was happy they came out good! 

I heard my name being called so i ran back home with a flower crown on my head and another carefuly placed around my wrist so no flowers would fall off. after i finaly reached the house slightly out of breath i found my father in the work shop off to the side, i walked over and knocked on the door. i slowly opened it,

 My father seemed happy i was back so soon but his smile quickly faded after he saw what i was holding, i didnt quite get why my dad wasnt smiling anymore but i stil offered him the flower crown, before he took it he said "what are you doing?" i replied with "I made us flower crowns with tulips i found!" he looked distgusted.."flowers are for girls, Germany" i quickly relized why he wasnt happy "But i thought you said you would like anything i make" i wasnt to happy either
"Yes i would but not if its for a girl" he than looked down at me menicingly "Do i look like a girl to you?!" he yelled, i was taken off gaurd by this and started crying a bit " N-no" i stutered.
"than get that stupid flower mess out my face!" he smacked the flowers out of my hands.. 
I started crying as i looked down at my crown that i worked hard on thrown on the ground next to wood chips and dust "w-why did you do that?!" i stutered again "dont yell at me or all have you on the ground too.." i kept my head low after that and replied with a simple "y-yes sir.."
"thats what i thought." he walked out of the work shop  while i stood there about to start bawling my eyes out.

After a few minutes of crying i finaly picked the flowers up, and put them behind the tool shed.
i hoped they would grow back and i could admire there beauty again, 

I heard thunder as i looked up to see huge grey clouds over what use to be the blue sky
i ran back inside scared to get rained on.. after i ran inside and relized there was nothing to do,
i looked back outside hoping the clouds moved away but they were just getting bigger, I got hit by a rain drop and went back inside closing the door behind me. i noticed some books on the living room table, books that my dad buys are ussaly boring but these ones had pictures! i saw a book with a fox and a dog on it, i picked up the book and sat on the rocking chair my dad ussaly sat in, the book was about a red fox and a puppie that grew up together and how the dog is supose to kill the fox but is to much of a reject,

i looked up at the big wooden grandfather clock in the corner and relized it was alread 7.pm i started reading at 5:30 and was so caught up in the book that i lost track of time. i put the book back on the table and made it look like i hadnt touched it, i quickly ran to my room and got my night clothes.

i had bushed my teef (hehe funni word teef im not gonna edit that out >:) ) and taken a bath,
i was about to go to sleep when i decieded to get some water from the kitchen. I always have trouble reaching the cabniets so i grabed a near bye chair and climbed on it.. little did i know that what my dad was doing in the work shop was fixing this chair so it was still wobbly..
i had gotten ontop the chair and opened the cabniets i reached for a glass cup when i heard a snap thanstarted falling off the chair, the leg had broken! the glass cup i was trying to grab slid out the cabneits and onto the floor beside me, it made a loud sound as it broke and glass was all over me. i quickly tried to fix it before my father noticed but it was to late. he ran down the stairs scared that someone broke in, just to see an idiot crying on the floor with blood and glass on them. he looked at me disapointed and told me to be more careful and went back upstairs

(idk u guy prob need a warning for this bc gen z is sensitive- anyways blood and cringe)

i started to take the glass out my hand and leg thankfully it wasnt to deep so it came off easily,
i was still crying while looking for a med kit, i found one in a drew and used the cleaning pads and bandages, it hurt a little but still pulled though. i grabed a broom and dust pan from the closet and sweeped up the glass and wood from the broken chair. i didnt want to break another glass so i just cupped my hands after i turned on the fauset. i was that thirst anyways,
i walked back to my bedroom down the hall and turned off the hall lights and my bedroom lights, i had a star lamp that sat on my dresser so after i turned it on i turned off my bedroom lights. i than crawled into bed and went to sleep.



if you made it this far tysm! ik this prob wont get alot of veiws so this means alot to me enjpy the rest of ur day/night ! 

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