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"again.... No one came to visit me on my Birthday... I dont know.. am i even worth it? .. do People... Hate.... me..?"

Alfred tought about this as he sat at
his window and listening to his favorite song.

After some while he saw that a blue Car had stopped in front of his house, he really wished it was Canada who visited him.. But it wasnt, a Guy with Blonde hair walked up to the house with a Red Box in his hands, Alfred began to wonder who the person was, he stood up from his chair as he heard the door and he then went to the big brown and old door, opening it slowly

"hello?"

he asked shy

"Hello there america. Happy Birthday!"

he saw England standing in front of him. And from the weird english accent he knew that it really was Arthur, He were Happy but it also made him sad that He was the only one visiting him...

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