Kay-xP-J14

Authors Note: This is in two different point of views of two characters. The italics will be the female character and the unitalics will be the male. To make it easier for you guys to read! ^^ Enjoy! Sitting here looking into this darkness of mine, a lot longer than you'd thought. I don't know where I am, I never knew where I was heading from the start. All I knew was I had to stay with you. All I remember was you letting go of my hand. You let my world grow dark and cold, you my world, shattered without a goodbye, without a reason to leave me behind. I'm lost without your touch, without that sensation, I can not speak, I can not see. I'm bl

America shouted to his army "Alright boys! Today is the day we get our freedom". Today was July 4th, 1783. America knew today was the day he would become independent from Britain. He took the last of his trops to the empty battle field, and waited for the Brit to come. After a few hours of waiting, America wanted to head back to the camp. He thought "Maybe that Brit didn't want to fight a strong country like America." America turned to his men, about to tell them to go back to camp. When America heard the Brit behind him. "Give up now America!" America turned back around glaring at the Brit. "Never! Give me liberty or give me death" he said

I sat in the darkness, on the ledge for too long. 'When will I jump' ...  'When will I fall?' I looked down into the deep dark abyss, just waiting for something to call my name. Something to pull me into the world that I never wanted to embrace. The light use to call my name but in this little hell of mine, there is no light, none at all. The only light I have is the flame of fire that surrounds me. 'Maybe he was right, I shouldn't have of started this. This .... little hell of mine. It's so personalized that it still blows my mind.' I stood there on the ledge thinking about the fall. 'Will my life flash before my eyes,  bringing the good fee

"There is no saving him." England repeated over and over again in the French man's arms trembling. His heart pounded faster and faster in fear. "America can't be saved. He'll be stuck like that commie, forever." England wiped some of his tears. "England, please..." France said with a low voice. He hated to see the other like this... in fear. It was rare to see England like this, to actually be frightened by something. *Tap* *Tap* A small tapping came from the door. The imprisoned two became quickly quiet. They held their breath hoping it wasn't America or Russia. Seconds pasted but they felt like hours. "France? England?" A soft females v