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(L/N)= Last Name
You were different. You were different from most kids. You were different from most human, if you were even considered one. You are the personification of the country of Greenland. When you were born, you had a family, just like everyone else, but there was a problem. You didn't seem to age at a normal pace. By the time you turned 2, your real family died. Unlike most kids, you were smart enough to figure out what was going on. You were immortal, and boy did that cause you pain. You watched love ones come and go in a flash. It was too much pain for you to handle, so you distanced yourself from everyone else. You didn't always think you were a personification. You had to figure it out for yourself.
____Flashback_____
One day, you overheard a woman with brown hair and green eyes talking with a man with brown hair, a cowlick, violet eyes, and glasses.
"We get nothing done at these world meetings! That stupid America won't shut up!," the woman said.
Wait. America? As in the country?
The man sighed. "It seems like Germany isn't able to handle these world meetings like he used to," he said.
Germany? Were they referring to countries? That's impossible! Countries are just land, not people!
"Ms. Hungary, I suggest we get back before the second half of the meeting starts," the man suggested. The woman he called Ms. Hungary nodded.
Were they personifications or something? Did that mean......?
You were born in Greenland, and you were immortal. Were you a personification? All these thoughts swam through you mind for hours. You didn't notice these 'countries' walk out from the meeting.
"That meeting was awesome! Kesesese!~", an albino man shouted.
"Shut it Prussia!", the same woman, Ms. Hungary, scolded.
The man who you assumed was Prussia, pouted. "You've been hating me ever since you married that jerk in 1867!", he exclaimed.
Ms. Hungary's eyebrows twitched with anger. "SHUT UP!", she said, swinging a frying pan at him.
Where the heck did she even pull that out from? Wait! Rewind! He said back in 1867, so that would mean..... no it couldn't! There was little voice telling you that you, (F/N) (L/N), of all people, was the personification on Greenland. You weren't ready to accept that!
You shook your head in disbelief.
"Hey, what're you doing here?" You turned around to see a man with dull blue eyes and bleach blonde hair.
Shit!
You made a run for it.
______End of Flashback______
Now you were here. In front of that same building. For months, you have been thinking this whole ordeal through. You thought about going to the meetings many times, but you couldn't bring yourself to it. What if you were wrong about being Greenland? What if they didn't accept you? You were just a kid! Would they even let you in? What if that blonde man was there?
Questions, Question, QUESTIONS! They were piling up.
"It's you again," a monotone voice said. You turned around to see the same blonde man. "I've be-"
You ran as fast as you could. Your lungs and legs were burning. You finally collapsed.
"There you are!"
(F/N)= First Name
(L/N)= Last Name
You were different. You were different from most kids. You were different from most human, if you were even considered one. You are the personification of the country of Greenland. When you were born, you had a family, just like everyone else, but there was a problem. You didn't seem to age at a normal pace. By the time you turned 2, your real family died. Unlike most kids, you were smart enough to figure out what was going on. You were immortal, and boy did that cause you pain. You watched love ones come and go in a flash. It was too much pain for you to handle, so you distanced yourself from everyone else. You didn't always think you were a personification. You had to figure it out for yourself.
____Flashback_____
One day, you overheard a woman with brown hair and green eyes talking with a man with brown hair, a cowlick, violet eyes, and glasses.
"We get nothing done at these world meetings! That stupid America won't shut up!," the woman said.
Wait. America? As in the country?
The man sighed. "It seems like Germany isn't able to handle these world meetings like he used to," he said.
Germany? Were they referring to countries? That's impossible! Countries are just land, not people!
"Ms. Hungary, I suggest we get back before the second half of the meeting starts," the man suggested. The woman he called Ms. Hungary nodded.
Were they personifications or something? Did that mean......?
You were born in Greenland, and you were immortal. Were you a personification? All these thoughts swam through you mind for hours. You didn't notice these 'countries' walk out from the meeting.
"That meeting was awesome! Kesesese!~", an albino man shouted.
"Shut it Prussia!", the same woman, Ms. Hungary, scolded.
The man who you assumed was Prussia, pouted. "You've been hating me ever since you married that jerk in 1867!", he exclaimed.
Ms. Hungary's eyebrows twitched with anger. "SHUT UP!", she said, swinging a frying pan at him.
Where the heck did she even pull that out from? Wait! Rewind! He said back in 1867, so that would mean..... no it couldn't! There was little voice telling you that you, (F/N) (L/N), of all people, was the personification on Greenland. You weren't ready to accept that!
You shook your head in disbelief.
"Hey, what're you doing here?" You turned around to see a man with dull blue eyes and bleach blonde hair.
Shit!
You made a run for it.
______End of Flashback______
Now you were here. In front of that same building. For months, you have been thinking this whole ordeal through. You thought about going to the meetings many times, but you couldn't bring yourself to it. What if you were wrong about being Greenland? What if they didn't accept you? You were just a kid! Would they even let you in? What if that blonde man was there?
Questions, Question, QUESTIONS! They were piling up.
"It's you again," a monotone voice said. You turned around to see the same blonde man. "I've be-"
You ran as fast as you could. Your lungs and legs were burning. You finally collapsed.
"There you are!"
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You are forever in our hearts,
Reader-chans and mine.
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