Year of Farewell | Countryhumans AmeRus Story

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☭6:12AM, Wednesday 2nd January, 1991☭

He was 14.

Russian SFSR woke up to hear his Father , Union of Soviet Socialist Republics, shouting. He felt a little dazed at first till his mind processed his Father was shouting. He quickly woke up his 14 other siblings cramped in his room. There were 3 beds all stuffed next to each other as the siblings had to share from both ends. He woke up of all his siblings who all got changed in the rooms connected to the bedroom.

The Girls: Turkmenistan, Azerbaijan, Uzbekistan, Moldova and Georgia wore a dark red 1990s Junior girl scout uniform with knee high socks, black classic loafer shoes, a yellow ribbon tied round the collar and the black slash covered in communist badges as well as black gloves. Though for Turkmenistan, Azerbaijan and Uzbekistan the dress was ankle length, the sleeves were long sleeved, and they wore black hijabs. Moldova and Georgia wore their hair in a low plait.

The boys: Russia, Estonia, Lithuania, Latvia, Belarus, Ukraine, Armenia, Kyrgyzstan, Kazakhstan and Tajikistan wore a dark red buttoned short-sleeved shirt, with a small belt, black knee-length shorts, a little blow knee-length socks, classic loafer shoes, yellow ribbon and communist badged sash. Though Kyrgyzstan, Kazakhstan and Tajikistan wore black taqiyahs on their heads, and Russia wore a Ushanka he had received from his father in 1941.

They all grabbed their satchels stuffed with their finished homework and rushed down the stairs.

Just then Kyrgyzstan pushed them down using his arms as a bottle missed them.

East used to protect them, but ever since East and West unified and died in the now Germany's arms a year or so ago, it was Kyrgyzstan's job as the now oldest to protect them.

"Выходи, вредители!"
(Vykhodi, vrediteli!)
(Get out, pests!) Their Father, drunk, yelled. Their father's golden freckles would somehow be darker when he was drunk.

They all opened the front door and ran out of the house. It was great to finally get air that didn't reek of alcohol. They lived in a small wooden cabin in the woods, were their father said that 'No Capitalists could harm them'.

They crossed a small river, the water soaking through their worn out shoes.

The 15 children walked to the bus stop, especially for students. They shivered in the freezing cold, as they waited an hour and 7 minutes for the bus. They got on board freezing and sat at the back, relieved they were finally in a warm vehicle. Dubai ,a cityhuman and the driver, tried to ask them why they didn't have coats, but they replied with smile and ignored him.

After 30 minutes, the bus became crammed with students, all talking and all capitalist.

The SFSR siblings didn't say a word, they had been inflicted by so much propaganda as children they actually believed capitalists were trying to find information against them and harm them.

After 30 more minutes the bus finally stopped at a halt, everyone walked and chatted, the communist siblings silent behind. Everyone had their own Clique. Though some were just harsh. For example, no one wanted to be friends with Japan, Germany or Italy. The three lost their parents during WW2 or the aftermath of it.

While with Russia and his siblings they were just known as the SFSR, and they didn't like anyone. The 15 soon discovered they forgot to bring lunch.They were incredibly disappointed as the last thing they ate was leftover porridge, an apple core and a piece of bread 13 hours ago, and they had to share that...