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Alice of Hetalia SacrificeA figure sat crouched in its world of nothingness crying. This former nation, no why even call him that for he was never recognized as one, this dream sat and wondered aloud to the emptiness he was surrounded by, “Why have I been forgotten? Wh-what did I do wrong?”“Nothing,” replied an unknown whisper.“Wh-who are you?” asked the dream as he looked around for nothing had ever responded to this reoccurring question before.“I was once like you. You see I was once forgotten. Not a person remembered my name and now I no longer remember either but that was before I changed my fate.”“What do you mean?” asked the little dream sounding confused.“I made them all remember me.” replied the whisper with a snicker.“Y-you made them remember?” asked the dream awestruck.“Yes and now I’ll give you what you need to do it too.” As the whisper spoke some dolls, a puppet, a pen, and book dropped out
Before And After Ouran (Prologue)Kaoru lived with his mother, the famous fashion designer, in New Orleans. He loved to help out his mother in the shop so he met many different people and was very social. He was always very kind to all the customers and put others in front of himself. He and his mother then had to move to Japan at the beginning of Kaoru’s first year of middle school. The reason was that Kaoru’s mother had found and bought a shop up there that was much bigger than the one in New Orleans. Ever since Kaoru was little he had always seen fuzzy images of someone who looked just like him, but he could never figure out who it was. Kaoru was never prepared for what would happen at his new school Ouran Academy.******************************Hikaru lived with his father in Japan. His father was a big time business man so he had to leave the house to go to meetings. Poor little Hikaru having been left home alone so often had grown cold. He shut everyone and everything out. He only cared for himself an
Willow Chapter 3We just stared at each other, neither of us daring to move. The look on his face wasn’t fear but some other emotion that I had never seen. I didn’t know what to do, what to think, for most people would have screamed and tried to get away by now yet he didn’t. “Why?” I thought. “W-we should p-probably get down now,” he whispered. Once he said that it was like a spell was broken. My worst fear had just come true and I had absolutely no idea what to do. Slowly I nodded yes. He started down and as he went I stared at him. Then I started heading down myself. When we reached the bottom I started to turn and run away when he grabbed my arm. I turned towards him. Our eyes met. How long we held each other’s gazes I’m not sure but it felt like a life time. The boy broke the silence and said, “M-my names William but I prefer Will.” As he said this his face went from pink to bright red. “Hi,” I whispered. “What