●Arizona Phoenix DC●
●Strong language●
●2041 January 30th●
I sat in the corner of Alaska's room, I cried silently, I missed Alaska so much, I didn't even want to open the present that he got for me. I gripped onto my shirt, I wanted him back so badly, I loved him so much. "Alaska why d-did you have to l-leave me! I loved you s-so much." I cried out I wanted him back so badly, I hate how I didn't get to tell him how much I loved him. I swore if I told him earlier, he wouldn't have killed himself, it's all my fault. "A-Alaska I'm so sorry, it's a-all my f-f-ault." I sobbed out, I wanted to kill myself so badly, then I would get to see Alaska, but, everybody would get even sadder about me dying. I sobbed more, it's all my fault, his death is my fault. I swear it's all my fault, Alaska I'm so sorry.
As I sobbed, my stomach growled at me, I ignored it, nobody could see this way, I looked too weird when I cried. I ignored how much my stomach had hurt, even though it was painful. I slumped on the floor and curled up, gripping my waist. 'Please go eat something, you're in pain.' Somebody said, I ignored them, eating this late was useless. My stomach growled in pain at me again and I cried out, making a squeak, I didn't care for eating, I was going to die, I felt lucky that Statehumans didn't take as long to die like this unlike humans. I chuckled to myself a bit, but it faded with my quiet sobs as I felt close to death, it was cold and that feeling soon engulfed me along with the feeling of emptiness.
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A quit sigh came from my mouth, I failed to save another state, I hope I didn't get beat into the ground verbally again. I began to sing a melody to myself, it was a song I sung every time I wished for hope to be there. The song I sung flowed, it had a sad ring to it, and, when it ended, the kid still hadn't woken up and I sighed. I sat down next to him to also pick him up gently, rearranging him to be resting on my lap. This poor kid, I felt bad for him. I sighed and relaxed against the wall, I was tired, today felt way too long. America spent the day in his room crying, so I never interacted with him today, I only interacted with Alaska today and yet we barely strikes up a conversation. I looked back down at Arizona, he had woken up a bit and he shifted to get more comfortable, he hugged my waist. Arizona stopped moving after that, I guess he got comfortable.
I picked him and brought him to his room, I set Arizona on his bed covering him in his comforter. It was soft, reminded me of cotton. I rubbed his head for a few seconds, then left his room to let him sleep.
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50 deaths 50 mysteries
Fanfiction(WARNING: this book will have gore, blood, and strong language, so I suggest that if you are not comfortable with those topics, do not read and is also originally from WATTPAD) A mysterious day Alabama didn't listen to his father and went out anyway...
