Life as a German (hetalia)

January 8th, afternoon
This life isn't so bad after all, but I was wrong when I thought I could stay. This wasn't my home; even now, looking at the concerned faces of my adoptive brothers, I know they could never love me. My life with them was a lie. They made it seem so real, but now I see the truth, but what should I do now?
I have a choice to make: stay here living along a fake family of distrust and lies, or, move back to were they want me, as a solder fighting in a never ending war.