Russia's POV
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We have been driving for hours.
After our father (USSR or Soviet Union) died he gave me a house in my name and we were told to move here if he didn't make it out of his sickness, he said it would give us a new start, a new life, But I didn't think my life would change. I was never really popular or liked where I was and I don't think it's ever going to change no matter where I go.
We pulled up to the new house everyone but me was asleep (because I was the one driving). The house was a small two-story suburban home, it didn't seem too different from our last house. I woke up Ukraine, Kazakhstan, Estonia, and Belarus and we walked inside. Apparently, Belarus and Estonia found a bunk bed and they started fighting about who would take the top bunk. I found my room and started to unpack my stuff.
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"Hey, Russia!" Yelled Ukraine from downstairs.
"What?" I asked
"The neighbors invited us over for dinner so get ready!" She answered. I normally didn't like going to other people's places but dad said to get a fresh start and I didn't want to be rude.
We got ready and walked over to the neighbor's place. I know who they were because our dad talked about them before. There live people named United Kingdom or UK for short and France with their children but dad never told us who they were, but I didn't care I didn't want to be here.
Ukraine knocked on the door and a country with a red and white x and a blue background answered the door. I believe it was UK from dad's description of him. Behind UK was I believe France and three other countries. Weird I thought they had four children.
"You must be Soviets children. He and I used to be friends a long time ago, I heard about what happened, we're sorry for your loss." Said UK.
"It's fine, it wasn't your fault, but thank you for inviting us over." Said Kazakhstan.
"Well, do come in. The food is on the table." Said France as she walked toward the kitchen. We all sat in the dining room and everyone was talking to each other except for me and my untalkative ass.
"So Russia, are you the oldest in your little family?" Asked UK.
"Yes, I'm 17, Ukraine is 16, Kazakhstan is 14, and Estonia and Belarus are 12," I answered.
"Well over there is Canada he's 16, and the other two, the twins are Australia and New Zealand, they are 13."
"If you don't mind me asking, my father said y'all had four children, so where's the fourth one?" I ask them to try not to sound disrespectful if something happened to them.
"He-......" UK hesitated for a second. "He doesn't like to talk to people... his name is America," UK said in an aggressive tone.
"Oh.... ok then," I replied and continued to eat. The thought of that America kid stayed in my mind for a bit. His parents didn't seem bad so why didn't he want to come and at least say hi or something.
"Excuse me Mr. UK where is the restroom?" I ask.
"Oh down the hall first door on your right." He answered.
"Ok Thank you." I get up and start walking down the hall when I start to hear a faint cry coming from one of the rooms.
It was coming from a room with a slightly cracked door so being stupid as I was I Looked inside the room. Someone was crying on their bed and had their hands to their face. I guess he heard me and looked up.
"Y-You shouldn't be here." He said looking away.
"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you, I just heard you crying and I wanted to see what was-" I got cut off.
"It's none of your damn business now can you leave me alone before-" He started mumbling so I couldn't hear the rest of it.
"Before what?" I ask
"Just get out." He's somewhat yelled. I left his room and went back to the dining room.
Once we were done we said our goodbyes and left. It was about 9 pm and we had school in the morning so once we got back they went straight to bed but I couldn't. That guy in UK's house. Was that America? Why was he crying? Why did he want me to leave? What was he scared of? None I could answer at that moment but eventually, I fell asleep. then I heard a knock on my window.
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