Before WWII, Germany was close friends with Peter "Van Daan" Van Pels. Their loneliness and shyness brought them together, and they saw each other as brothers. Peter looked up to Germany more than his own father, which Germany didn't mind in the slightest. When WWII started and Peter was forced into hiding because he was Jewish, Germany felt as if a part of him was gone, as if he were no longer complete, and the fact that it was his fault gave him many sleepless nights. After the war was over and Germany learned that Peter and the rest of his family had been killed in a concentration camp, he cried for hours. The guilt nearly killed him.
A/N: The picture above is Peter. If you don't know who Peter Van Pels is, here is some information on him- http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?GRid=16636468&page=gr
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Sad Hetalia (Headcannons)
FanfictionThis is a book of sad Hetalia headcannons that I've written. This will contain sucidal thoughts, self-harm, depression, and disorders, so proceed with caution. I hope you enjoy! :) (I do not own any Hetalia characters or images.)
