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Young Matthew walked though his house holding his white teddy bear. He walked into the kitchen and looked up at the fridge. It was locked again. He looked over at the counter and saw a plate of cookies. He walked over and reached up to get them but he is too short, he tried anyway. He touched the edge of the plate and slowly it moved toward him then the plate was at the edge of the counter. Suddenly the plate slipped and fell to the floor, Matthew went for the cookies not caring that he cut his hand on the plate shards. At this moment his father came into the room ran over to him and grabbed him by the hair and lifting him up. Matthew screamed, he was able to grab his bear before he was dragged away, forced down stairs and shoved into a closet. While recovering Matthew heard a click as his father did the lock on the closet. He was trapped it was cold and dark, the only thing he had to comfort him was his bear which was a birthday gift from his late mother. He hugged the bear lightly and said
“I wish you were real, then I could talk to you and I wouldn’t be so lonely”
Matthew sat there in the dark crying his stomach aching from hunger. He bit into his arm hard enough to start bleeding and licked the blood. The blood tasted like cold metal on his dry tongue. He was getting tired so he lay down in the small closet and held the bear up in the air.
“I’m only going to sleep for s little bit, please be there when I wake up”
***
A boy snapped out of a daze to see a man with long hair holding a plate of food out to him. He smiled took the food and began eating furiously, a white bear sitting next to him.
“I wish you were real, then I could talk to you and I wouldn’t be so lonely”
Matthew sat there in the dark crying his stomach aching from hunger. He bit into his arm hard enough to start bleeding and licked the blood. The blood tasted like cold metal on his dry tongue. He was getting tired so he lay down in the small closet and held the bear up in the air.
“I’m only going to sleep for s little bit, please be there when I wake up”
***
A boy snapped out of a daze to see a man with long hair holding a plate of food out to him. He smiled took the food and began eating furiously, a white bear sitting next to him.
Literature
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)]
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“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)]
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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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