Soviet Christmas~Dec 24, 16:37
Ukraine looked out of the window.
She blew on the glass of the window, tarnishing it with her breath, and drew two little circles with her finger. She put her eyes near them, looking outside.
She blinked and looked another time.
Then she took a long breath.
“He’s gone” she declared.
She looked at the calendar. “December 24” was written on it.
Tears formed in her eyes.
“This means... Ivan won’t be there... For Christmas...” she whispered, looking down.
Belarus entered the room, her shoes tapping on the cold floor.
Ukraine looked sadly at her sister, started to cry and wrapped her arms around her neck, bursting into tears. “I-Ivan! He just left! He said he w-would go somewhere in P-Poland!!! This-this means he won’t be here f-for Christmas!!!” she stuttered.
“Don’t cry on me!!!” Exclaimed Belarus, pulling her away. “And why are you crying? Ivan d
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There was silence in the room.
Snow was slowly falling outside, and the only thing that could be heard was Gilbert's slow breath.
There was dead silence in the room.
Gilbert was trembling. No coat was warm enough, he felt like the three bodies beside him were making the air freeze. Like- every breath of them was cold.
But who cared? His friends were inside them.
What could happen to them was not -his- problem...
The room was so silent, he thought- like nobody was really in there- sleeping.