Reader X Hetalia: Valentines Day 3Reader X Hetalia: Valentines Day 3 Your first period class was almost over when the teacher asked for the homework from last night.(aka the one your dog could of wrote better) When she checked your homework she looked appalled and handed it back."Bring it tomorrow and I will count it as a full grade if it looks like human penmanship." she said as an uproar of laughter arose from the class. The bell rang and you booked it to your next class running into a few people on the way. You sat down next to Ludwig and started doodling in your sketchbook. Ludwig gazed at your work to see a bunny singing the spanish alphabet."What the hell is that?" he asked."A bunny singing the spanish alphabet duh." you said."Ya I can see that." he said."Then why did you ask?" you pestered him until the teacher told you to be quiet."See your gonna get us in trouble____." Ludwig said."No I am not......hey Luddy?""Yes _____. What is it?""I smell upsexy."you said"What?" Luddy said
Chapter 1: UngiftedChapter 1: UngiftedThe cottage was in the middle of a dark forest, where timber wolves could be heard howling in the distance. Inside the cottage, mice scurried across the wooden floor and the glow of a single candle lit up the tiny room.Screams rent the night; the screams of a mother giving birth. Lena gripped her husband's hand tight as the mid-wife crooned encouragement: "You're almost done, just push a little harder. That's right, just hold on. You're almost there."Lena panted, her chest heaving with the effort of child-birth. 'Almost there, yeah right.' She thought. 'She said that three hours ago, and look where that's got us.' She screamed again, and squeezed Liam's hand harder, making him grimace with pain."It's okay, honey," he said with teeth clenched. "I know you can do this." Lena nodded, and pushed again. She screwed her eyes shut with the attempt, and bit her tongue so she wouldn't scream again."Look," the mid-wife whispered. "She's a girl." The mid-wife
Chapter 2: NightmaresChapter 2: Nightmares "Lena, will you marry me?" Liam's normally steady voice was shaking a bit as he knelt on the ground. He looked up into her sparkling blue eyes, and was relieved with what he saw: happiness. Her beautiful smile lit up her face as she replied."Of course. Liam, I love you." Lena grabbed Liam's face and kissed him, soft and passionate. He still remembered the taste of her lips: strawberries. ***The bride took a deep breath. She wiped her sweaty palms on her white gown, her nerves finally getting to her. 'Why am I anxious? ' she thought, gaze darting around the dressing tent. 'We've been engaged for a year, been planning for months, and I've never gotten the jitters. What's wrong with me? ' She took another deep breath as her bridesmaid pushed the tent flap aside, striding in with a huge smile on her face."Oh, darling, you look absolutely beautiful!" The bridesmaid said, before crinkling her brow. "I know that face. What's on you
Unlikely FriendsWe were never supposed to meet,you and I.On different sides of town,we were both from.We are dark and light,night and day.We are sweet and sour,nice and mean.We are open and closed,rich and poor.We were enemies,but now we're friends.
Poem: No One CaresThe tears leak outAfter an eternityOf being held insideAnd still, stillNo one sees me cryThey disregard my silenceThey disregard my tearsHow come no one cares?
Chapter 3: FireChapter 3: Fire"And inhaling these three herbs twice a day will make the headaches disappear." The surgeon placed three bags of dried herbs into Lena's hand, grinning all the while.Why is he grinning? Does he find joy in other people's pain? He shouldn't be a doctor, even if he is the best one in the village. Lena took a deep breath, faking a smile in the surgeon's direction before turning around and rolling her eyes. Placing the dried herbs into her satchel with everything else that the healer prescribed, she turned on her heel and walked right out the front door. She hurried down the street, avoiding the glances of passerby. She could feel their stares on her; hear their whispers as she walked past them. She tried to ignore them, and was failing miserably. The words that she imagined them saying pierced her act, crumbled her fragilely built wall."Did you hear? Her daughter doesn't have an element, the freak. ""They shouldn't be allowed into the village, they might c