Never Say Goodbye (Discontinued)

Diary entry #2

February 15, 2116

I can't believe it. He's gone. The love of my life is gone forever. We don't know why he just suddenly vanished but he did.

When I got that call from Canada I swear that I died inside. It hurts just thinking about it.

~Flashback~

I was staring at the television thinking about America. I was watching the news to see if there was any sign of something bad bad happening in his country.

"Recently some strange activity has been happening in the US government."

I sat on the edge of my seat. Unfortunately I was interrupted by a loud ringing. I got up realizing that it was my house phone.

I walked over to the wall and picked up the phone. The screen turned on to show Canada. He looked like he had been crying. It obviously wasn't a good sign.

"Matthew," I said his human name to shoe that I was serious,"please tell me that you're crying tears of joy."

He shook his head. "I'm sorry Arthur but..."

"But what?"

"A-Alfred he... He's..." Canada was having a hard time speaking through his tears.

"Just spit it out!" I shouted running out of patients.

"He's dead!" He finally shouted.

It was silent accept for Canada's hard breathing.

That couldn't be right. How could Alfred, the personification of the United States, be dead? He was a freaking world power!

"You're lying." I said, it was barely audible.

"What?" Canada asked, clearly not hearing me.

"I said you're lying. Alfred is a world power. There's no way he could be dead! It's impossible for him of all people to die and you should know that!" I shouted.

"It's true, I'm sorry that this happened but I have proof. He left a note addressed to you along with his bomber jacket and wedding ring. There were a few other letters addressed to people that I have to send. But I'm sure that you would rather come here and get it."

I thought about it before nodding my head. "Ok, I'll take a flight tomorrow."

"Call when you get here so I can pick you up. See you tom-"

"Wait! Can you read the letter addressed to me first? Tell me if it's worth reading?"

He nodded. I watched as he opened it and began to read. The letter must have been short because it didn't take him long. But it must have also been very sweet because he was crying.

"I-It's definitely worth it." He said, his voice cracking.

I nodded and hung up. I walked up the stairs and into our- I mean my room. I let myself fall onto my bed.

I suddenly felt so empty. I didn't feel happy, sad, angry or anything in between. Just empty.

Eventually I fell into a dreamless sleep...

~Flashback end~

I hope we figure out how he died soon because I know that I'll never be able to move on until I can put the people that killed America to justice.
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A/N: And that's chapter 3.

Next chapter will explain how England knows that America didn't just die by accident