Chapter 8

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Dear Diary

Its over, the revolution is over. For weeks now I had been dealing with sudden scars appearing on my body,  burns appearing on my wrists. At last now, we are at peace
-Francis
1789

"What the-?" Alfred was cut off by his own shock

Arthur struggled to get his words out "I should have done something about it so much sooner. All of this could have been prevented.."

"Nothing is your fault, Arthur. And what do you mean, 'all of this could have been prevented'? What happened exactly? " Ludwig exchanged worried glances at all the other members of the G8. Arthur sighed. They needed to know.

"Two nights ago... I found him. He had gone unconscious, because... He had tried to commit suicide. He cut himself, and he had lost too much blood to stay conscious. " He couldn't look at anyone

"He did what?" Gilbert was the first to break the shocked silence

"Let's just keep reading" Antonio interrupted

I feel so sick. Everyone has been fighting in my country, Ludwig, Arthur and Alfred. Each night I can't get to sleep because of the pains that are hurting my chest so much nowadays. When is this over?
-Francis
1914

Ludwig and Gilbert couldn't look at anyone.  They were realsing that they responsible for the pains that he wrote about. Arthur and Alfred felt guilty as well because they were all a part in the battles. They knew that France had however suffered the most.

I'm doneFrance has surrendered. I now live with Germany and Prussia for they now occupy me. I noticed a new scar today, for it runs down my spine.
-France
1940

Gilbert looked down. All the pain that he had caused one of his best friends. He couldn't feel worse. Ludwig looked at him as Gilbert began to cry.

"Ludwig, what did we do?" He sobbed

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