America just sat down on my lap, but did to stop hugging me. I looked at him and hugged him back, he looks up at me:
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"Америка why were you crying?" I asked again
America grabbed my ushanka and put it on my head
"I'm sorry Soviet" He said
"For what?" I asked
"For taking your ushanka....." He trailed off looking down
"It's ok Америка it was not your fault, it was an accident" I said trying to make America feel better
"It's all my fault" America said looking up at me
I hugged him tighter
"It was an accident" I said
We sat hugging for what seemed like hours, I noticed America had fallen asleep so I picked him up and carried him to his our room and laid him down on the bed, then I put the blankets over him, I went back down stairs and sat back down on the couch.
As my kids were getting older some started to leave me, it started in 1988, I mean I know they are getting older but I want them to stay for just a little longer.
I glanced over at Ame's phone and looked at what time it was and the date to was 2:34 and it was December 18th, 1991. Wow Christmas is coming close already. I noticed the cracks in my skin were getting much worse, but I typically hid them from America so he would not worry about it, it did not bother me at first but now was...............different.........
