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CanadaxReader Happy Birthday~~!Author's Note: This was wrote July 1st of 2012 by Colonel Sparkles.
“Hahaha! That’s really funny…” America scratched his head, “Sorry, who are you again?”
“For the last time, America, I’m Canada!” the smaller country said, obviously very annoyed. “I’m your brother for maple syrup’s sake! Please try to remember my name from now on.” Canada began to quiver with anger.
“Haha, sorry bro. I keep forgetting!” America adjusted the collar of his bomber jacket before turning to exit the pre-conference hall.
“I can’t believe he forgot my name for the fifth time today!” Canada quietly fumed as soon as his brother left. He was interrupted in the midst of his rant by obnoxious America sticking his head back through the door.
“Hey! Bro! I completely forgot to tell you, but England said that there was
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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