Years of Saying Sorry

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Throughout the years living with Canada we saw many come and go. Not long after Canada found me he found my three other brothers. Even though i call them my brothers, none of us are really related- not me and Canada, not me and Ontario(one of the brothers we found), not New Brunswick or Nova Scotia either. No one is related because we are just borrowing the land. It's not owned or related, it's just closely knit friends.

As me and my brothers continued to grow and get older, we got new family and spread out to live in our own respective provinces. However, me being the first to be found by Canada, i remained by his side, not wanting to break our bond. Since the day he found me and took me in i had alway felt that i owed him something, and seeing how everyone overlooked him, even some of the other provinces may i add, i felt i had to stick by him and be the one to take notice. So here i stayed.

It's present day Canada and i continue to stay with him in his house. I've been here since i was only a territory and i have no intention to leave. Canada was the one who taught me what i know and was the first person i ever put my trust in. I have a connection with him that i dont want to disappear, so i do what i can to make it remain.

Lately, however, he seems to be distant and it bothers me to see him this way. Whenever i ask about it he just shrugs me off and says it's not something i need to worry about, but him saying that makes me worry 10x more. I understand he's trying to be considerate, but hes just being a pain in my cul! Pardon my french, but it's true.
(If you didnt get that cul means ass, now pardon my french.)

I believe it is high time we find out what he's hiding. And undercover we shall go. Insert devious smirk here.

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