If It All Stopped

Prologue

prologue's gonna be much more detailed then the rest of the book(I dont want to drag the book out too long)Also if your triggered by tension or blood or someone getting badly injured just go to the next chapter where Ill briefly summarize what happened so enjoy!OwO

      A family of six walked along the sidewalk of a busy city.Shops and restaurants lined the busy relatively busy streets.One of the young boys walked along with his father staying in tune to his pace while the other skipped along nonchalantly smiling and waving to people sitting at bars or walking passed them.He began giggling as another father that passed them made a goofy face in response to his wave."America!Come on,we don't have all day!"America's father,Britain yelled.

"Comwin!"

America ran to catch up with his family.His mother,France was pushing a stroller with the twins little Aussie(boy) and Zealie(girl) in it(their a little under 2) while Canada held Britain's hand.(Canda's older the America by a year so he's 5 and Meri is 4)."Take your brothers hand mon fils."France told America as he looked around impatient for the light.

America slid his hand into Canada's open left one and began admiring the scenery.Behind them,on this side of the intersection was a small boutique that always smelled like roses when they passed and had pretty dresses in the windows.Across the street was the pizzeria they were walking to.The outside patio was lit by string lights and people chattered happily already eating the mouthwatering pizza even though it was only 5:00pm.Diagonal of their corner was the large park in the center of the city/town and to America's left across the street was a bar call Pop's(not my accountXD. I didnt mean to do that but it stays because once its written it staysQwQ).People sat inside entranced by the sports on TVs that were turned up loud enough to be heard outside.Thankfully the generally slow Italian music drowned most of it out otherwise Britain could get mad.

America looked at the different trees and plants in the park and along the side of the road.Some had flowers while others only had leaves.America ran the names through his head,well the ones he could remember that is though he remembered almost all of the flowers.America had always had an odd fascination with flowers.

The crosswalk changed and the family began walking across.America let go of his brother's hand trying to be rebellious as usual.America looked down at the street as he followed slightly behind his brother and saw a small  yellow dandelion sticking out of a crack in the road right in front of him.America smiled like he had won the lottery and bent down to pick up the pretty flower his family not realizing he wasn't with them.He giggled watching the flower's small petals ripple in the breeze.

The timer for the crosswalk began beeping.

beep

beep

beep

beep

"America!Get the hell over here!"

America looked up to see his family had already made it across while he was a little past half  way.

"AMERICA!"

America flinched at the harsh tone and clutched the flower tighter.

Beep

A roar of an engine getting closer and closer filled the the second of silence.France suddenly whirled her head down the street and her eyes filled with terror making America more confused and scared.

"AMERICA GET OUT OF THE WAY!WATCH OUT!"she screamed, her voice filled with terror and surprise carrying through out the intersection.

beep

be-

Britain started running towards him but he was too far away.America turned to see a pick up truck barreling towards him,the driver was looking at his phone not bothering to look up even though he was approaching an intersection.America's eyes widened in shock,the dandelion dropping from his hand.Fear took over and he shut his eyes tightly trying to make this all go away,but,it didn't.A sudden deafening crack rippled through him causing him scream in agony.His small body was flung from where he was standing on the crosswalk into the busy intersection.

 He fell head first into the pavement feeling his head crack as lights danced in the darkness of his closed eyes.Something warm and sticky surrounded America's head but he couldn't yelp in surprise,he couldn't move,at all,he was so dead for getting whatever it was in his hair.Suddenly he heard the skid of tires as a car swerved trying to avoid him.Pain wracked his body as tiny shards cut through his skin.His eyes opened instinctively to see what it was as the tiny shards of glass rained down on him and into his eyes.He heard another car crash into something and suddenly a heavy weight rolled onto his right arm.He tried to force his eyes open again but could only open one and everything was hazy though it.Even though he couldn't see much he could make out a tire where he thought his arm was supposed to be.His confusion was clouded by  panic and the pain in his eyes,he squashed them both trying to get rid of the pain as his eyes poured out tears.Screams and yells echoed through out the what seemed like the whole world.America opened his left eye which was the one he could see out of and looked up at the sky a wishing the lights and noises would disappear.Faces began filling up his vision though most were unknown to America two stood out.

 Dad and Cancan....

A familiar voice began yelling at other people.America flinched slightly from his father yelling probably from him ruining his hair.The weight from his arm disappeared slowly but was replaced with a sharp pain that felt like fire was melting him from the inside.America managed to whimpered in pain as he tried to grab his  injured arm but his  other arm wouldn't move.

Little America began feeling more and more tired.Someone was holding his head against something soft before more lights appeared.Was this it?Were these the lights of the afterlife?A sad smile appeared on his broken face as his eye began closing.

Someone was yelling at him to do something....what did they want?Could't they see he was exhausted?Someone picked him up and began running somewhere.He couldn't register who this was or where they were taking him but he just stayed limp,he really didn't care anymore.He didn't want anymore of this.America new he was a 'little kid' but he ever  wanted to be as when he was little was to be independent.Now all he wanted was to go back to when they were walking and continue clutching his brothers hand across the street then get to sit on Mom's lap in a ball and stay there forever.

He was startled out of his 'sleep' in what seemed like an ambulance by a medic.The medic was desperately trying to keep him awake.He looked at him through his working eye but his eyelid began drooping.The medic began coaxing him to stay awake

"Hey bud,keep your eye for me will yah?We need to make sure you get to see your little brother and sister ok?Come on bud........just a little longer.........almost..........hospital.............................'GET THE DOCTORS AND NURSES READY!' ........a few more miles..........please.........-"

Everything turned black.

(Yay so thats the prologue which Im using as an excuse to add all the detail XD.Dont worry itll go faster and wont be in such detail and hopefully not as long.The cover's temporary cause I got busy for the first time in a while today.Better ones on the way!Anyways toodles and thank you if you read that whole thing /w\)I need to revise this eventually

-word count:1235 not even joking XD