Hey there! pure_psyco here with my first (published) story! I'm really excited about this and I hope someone reads it, but if you see this I guess you are so yay :)!! anyway here we go
(I OBVIOUSLY don't own hetalia)
~~~~~~~~~Chapter One~~~~~~~~~
I silently walked down the road towards my home in a small town in Michigan. The intense cold in the air forces me to pull my scarf up to the bottom of my eyes and keep my hands in my pockets at all times. Normally around this time of year the temperature was cold, but this year it was nearly unbearable. I'm not usually the kind of person to shy away from cold, but this was ridiculous.
Sighing, I walk into my driveway and check for my mothers or grandmothers car in the driveway. As I expected, nobody home. Once on the porch, I open the door and kick my feet at the entrance. I walk though the kitchen and place my bag and outdoor clothes on the table, and walk into my room. I take my phone and blast Mama by My Chemical Romance and take off my combat boots.
Alone again. Nobody was ever home, except the animals, but they don't exactly hold up a conversation. I let my mind drift away. almost immediately I think of my father, laying on the hospital bed, attached to all those machines. Tears fill my eyes as I remember last October...
STOP
I take a few deep breaths and close my eyes. 'Don't think of him right now Lexa.' I think to myself, 'it won't help anything thinking about it' . Sniffing, I grab my phone to go through Instagram. I should distract myself, to keep my mind off of it. 'Is it always going to be like this?' I ask myself.
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Omiballs I can't believe I actually wrote something xD
Writing this was actually really hard because my dad actually died this October, but it was easier to relate to so I wrote about it. I never talk about it so maybe this will help...
I will start with the hetalia stuff next chapter I promise
Anyhow, later guys thanks for reading :D
