happy birthday

140 4 3
                                    

Happy birthday ame
Dream=italic
--------------------------------------------------------------

-Ames pov-

I woke up again, again, again and again
This is hell. The day just keeps repeating Over and over, I wake up put on clothes eat breakfast then i go to over to dad and he locks the door then I wake up again. I have to note that I look
Like Canada and I'm putting on a jacket
And eating poutine and drinking maple syrup, like Canada usually did in the mornings. Its weird that I wake up when
My dad locks door... I walk out eat breakfast as usual, this time I'm not going to fall asleep when I see dad I'll make sure of it. I see dad lock the door, I'm starting to feel sleepy, I take a swig
Of maple syrup to stay awake, it works.
Dad turns around to me, his face was
Scary. "Good morning Canada." Dad
Blankly said. "H-hows it going d-dad?" I stuttered, what I dont have a stutter??That's weird... ".... why don't we go down to the basement?" Dad suggested to me...
"S-sure.." I answered, I was trying to say no but... I couldn't. I got up then dad grabbed my arm really hard, it was in pain. He pulled me down into the basement then locked that door, what is with him and locking doors? "So did you have a good time with Germany yesterday in that flower field..?" Dad says while turning away from me. "Yeah I g-guess. He's fun I like him!" I said while blushing the whole time... I've Never been in a flower field with Germany..?
"That's good... now I'd like you to be quiet." Turning around and looking at me, he has... a knife?! Oh god oh god oh god he's walking towards me. He raised his arm I scream.

I wake up, the screaming continues then quiets. I wasn't screaming, its 2am no one's up? I decided that I'm going to go down there and if someone was up I would say that I was thirsty. I opened my room door, and start tiptoeing over to the kitchen, the source of the now over screaming. I walk down the stairs,
Its eerie. Why on my birthday this is
The shit that happens? Oh well I walk into the kitchen, theres a note.
The note reads, "Dearest America, I know I haven't been too nice lately but
I wish you happy birthday. ~Canada" I don't have words, i feel a liquid droplet fall on my head. Nope not looking up, i feel it again. I hate this, I look up knowing something bad was about to happen. Its dads friend.... hes pinned to the ceiling with spikes, dead. I scream
And run to dads room screaming about his friend. Dad walks out looks at the corpse on our ceiling and mutters something about Canada, then tells me to go back to bed.

-Uks pov-

God damn it... that was my last hope to get rid of him, what do I do now?!? Go
Up to him and say. "Oh Canada please stop haunting me, even though I loved to abuse you and make you feel like you were worthless." Yeah I don't think he would take to kindly to that, im glad America told me that Vatican was dead now I have time to clean this mess up.
I take the dead body off the ceiling, and go to the basement. I throw it with Canadas body, hey I'm not gonna be responsible for anyone's death. I went back upstairs and mopped up the blood.
As good as new, like nothing happened.
I go back to bed, I hope that America forgets about this.

-???-
:)

That was fun.
--------------------------------------------------------------
Hello thanks for reading, sorry if I made any mistakes, have a great day

coincidence? (countryhumans, Slow Updates)Waar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu