A/N- as much as I love writing this book I just don't have enough ideas anymore so I'm going to speed things up a bit and make this the last chapter. I'm sorry to rush it but I'd rather that then it suck :p thanks for reading!)
*****
Sometimes tears say all there is to say
Sometimes your first scars won't ever fade away
Tried to break my heart
Well it's broke
Tried to hang me high
Well I'm choked
Wanted rain on me
Well I'm soaked
Soaked to the skin
It's the end where I begin
It's the end where I begin
Sometimes we don't learn from our mistakes
Sometimes we've no choice but to walk away, away
Tried to break my heart
Well it's broke
Tried to hang me high
Well I'm choked
Wanted rain on me
Well I'm soaked
Soaked to the skin
It's the end where I begin
It's the end where I begin
Now I'm alive
and my ghosts are gone
I've shed all the pain
I've been holding on
The cure for a heart
Is to move along, is to move along
So move along
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Prussia lay on the floor still unconscious but his breathing had seemed to return to normal. Even so Canada watched him worried, counting each breath and the seconds in between the time it for his chest to rise and his chest and his chest to fall.
"What were you two doing in the closet anyway?" Canada said looking over at America.
"Nothing" Russia answered calmly "hiding from that thing" America nodded and Canada accepted the answer. The room went quiet again as Canada watched Prussia.
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Not even two doors down Italy clung to Germany. Glancing around he made sure to look out for the thing whatever it was he could see the memories of old lives flashing through his head. he clung to Germany tighter as he shook.
Germany looked back at the small Italian as he glanced around nervously. By this point most of the countries had gathered in that room. Then set off to look for the key. Just now we're they all gathering in the front hall by the door. Italy however knew there was no tangible key. So when he heard the low growl behind him he wasn't scared as he knew he had caused this monster in the first place. So he tightened his grip on his flag and turned around.
The next minute seemed to last an eternity. As Italy turned he jammed his flag upwards into the monsters head but in return got three claws through his chest.
The monster shrieked and vanished as Italy dropped to the floor. A soft click came from the front door as the lock twisted and undid itself.
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A/N- I will now be going back through the book and editing, not much of the content will change but I may make things clearer. Keep in mind this book was a two year project and one of the first books I wrote. I'm so thankful to all of you who stayed with me through the whole process, thank you so much!
