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Tino Walked through the forest his jacket pulled over his shoulders
‘It’s so cold’ he thought
The jacket he wore was too small for him he had been wearing it since he was a kid. His pants were lose and falling off his thin frame and he wore only one boot, he lost the other one. The missing boot made his stride seem awkward. He kept walking until it had become dark an eventually he had reached the edge of the forest. He stepped through the trees and looked up at the dark starry sky.
In cold and tired”
Tino sat down heavily in the snow.
“I’m do tired”
Tino lay down in the snow, his jacket falling open, he could feel his body going numb and his nerves and brain shutting down. He looked up at the night sky, and saw a shooting star fly by. He closed his eyes and wished.
‘Please, let me be happy’
***
A boy startled himself awake. He looked up at the bright blue sky the sun shinning warmly down on him. He closed his eyes and smiled.
‘It’s so cold’ he thought
The jacket he wore was too small for him he had been wearing it since he was a kid. His pants were lose and falling off his thin frame and he wore only one boot, he lost the other one. The missing boot made his stride seem awkward. He kept walking until it had become dark an eventually he had reached the edge of the forest. He stepped through the trees and looked up at the dark starry sky.
In cold and tired”
Tino sat down heavily in the snow.
“I’m do tired”
Tino lay down in the snow, his jacket falling open, he could feel his body going numb and his nerves and brain shutting down. He looked up at the night sky, and saw a shooting star fly by. He closed his eyes and wished.
‘Please, let me be happy’
***
A boy startled himself awake. He looked up at the bright blue sky the sun shinning warmly down on him. He closed his eyes and smiled.
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Hetalia Theory- Belarus
Hetalia Creepypasta -Belarus Edition-
He woke her up at five am to watch the sun rise.
Natalya latched onto her big brother's arm as he led her to their shack's roof. It was their daily routine. Watching the sun rise, as her brother had told her, was living proof that there was always hope for every day. New day, new hope. Her brother was a happy man. He had it rough, too, but covered up and tried to be happy. Natalya was happy, too, as long as he was there beside her.
After the sun had fully risen, both of them scurried back to their shack. It was cold and empty, but soon filled with love and warm laughter as Natalya washed up and starte
Literature
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: North Italy
[Read along here on YouTube! Reading done by angelhalo777 (https://www.deviantart.com/angelhalo777)]
[Now translated into German here! Done by alltimeOpheliac (https://www.deviantart.com/alltimeopheliac)]
[Now translated into Spanish here! Done by Pinkieshy345 (https://www.deviantart.com/pinkieshy345)]
***
“Ciao!” Feliciano waved happily at his friend.
He smiled and waved back before turning around and walking down the small Venice sidewalk. Feliciano sighed, his smile slowly fading. He had just spent the whole day with his friends. That’s how he spent most days. He had a nice care free life. But it wasn’t all perfect, no life was.
He then continued the other way down the narrow road to his home. He shoved his hands in his poc
Literature
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: South Italy
[Now read it here in German! Translated by alltimeOpheliac (https://www.deviantart.com/alltimeopheliac)]
***
A small boy sat alone. It was getting dark and getting cold outside. He hugged his arms around his knees that were brought close to him.
Lovino needed to get away. He was outside his home, away from all the chaos inside. On the outside he had a normal family. He had some siblings, mainly older, and a father. There was something wrong though. Something terribly wrong. Lovino couldn't really tell that though, this life is the only one he's ever known. All he know is that it got worse after his mother...
His chubby fingers brushed over the bruises on his wrist and he winced sli
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At least his was quick. He didn't burn to death. He didn't overdose. He didn't get abused. I won't continue, it's not my place to depress people. And, in the end, he ended up happy.