Tales of Crazy: RusAme short stories

Flight

*Russia PoV*

I'm running.

I have to keep running.

I weave through the trees. I'm at the border.

I jump over the border.

I run faster now. He'll be alerted that someone left.

I broke the clasp on my ankle that tracks my location before running away.

I have to get further away.

I don't know where to go, since I've never been allowed to leave the property.

I don't know where I am, but I keep running away from Father's territory. I feel tears streaming down my cheeks.

I have to get off this continent. I remember looking at a globe, and there's a continent across the ocean.

I need to get to that continent.

I find a nice cave I can hide in. I sleep in it for the night.

I wake up the next evening. Good, it's getting dark.

I wait a little longer, then start running towards the setting sun. I somehow make it to the beach. I take off my shirt and jump in the air. My wings unfold and I fly up in the air.

I see the Atlantic Ocean stretching for as far as I can see. Now I'm chasing the sun.

I let myself glide.

Many hours later, I see lights ahead.
The sun starts rising behind me, and I see the shoreline of the continent come into view. I fly into some clouds. I slowly move to the lower clouds, until I see an empty beach. There aren't any buildings close by either.

I land on it and quickly put my shirt back on to hide my wings.

I run through the woods. I need to find civilization. Somewhere to hide.

I slow down to a walk. I'm tired from flying and running.

I got to the continent.

I'm safe from Father.

I start stumbling.

I make it to a clearing with a house in it.

I collapse on the ground and pass out.

*+*Later*+*

I wake up in a room. I'm on a blow up mattress.

I'm still tired, so I just lay still.

The door opens and a country peeks in. "Oh, you woke up. How did you get here?"

"What..? I'm still waking up, hold on."

I slowly sit up and rub my eyes.

I look back at the country, and immediately recognize him. It's America.