Scotland X Reader- Life's Worth LivingDisclaimer: I do not own you or Hetalia at all.More Like This
Warning: This is the first story I'm putting a warning for. That's because I feel that the contents of this story might hit a little too close to home for some of you readers. In this story are mentions of bullying that leads to thoughts/attempts of suicide. Though I do not get too descriptive of either, it still may make some of you uncomfortable. I apologize if it does and urge you not to continue if it is a sore topic for you.
It was the end of another long day of seventh grade. You sighed as you walked home from school. You greatly missed those days of old when the days were short and there wasn't so much work to do.
"And things will only get worse as I get older," you sighed.
You happened to look down one of the side streets. You didn't know why, you just did.
You saw a boy with messy, blood red hair. You recognized him as a new student to your school who had arrived about three months earlier.
A lot of the other students m
Angsty Spamano on OmegleYou're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!More Like This
You and the stranger both like Spamano.
You: ((RP?~ o w o ))
You: ((WOO~ Who do you want to be??))
You: ((Okay, I will be Spain ^^))
Stranger: ((Yay! You can start~!))
You: ((Okay!)) Antonio rushes through the two sided doorway of the Italians house, a scarred expression on his face. ""Lovi?" He yells, fear in his voice. ((Realy, what I had in mind is that France raped Romano, Spain found out, and so on .-. ))
Stranger: *curled up in the corner of his bathroom, still scrubbing his skin raw, face covered in long since dried tears* ((Okay!))
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So many cats!!!
Big cats, tiny cats. Every color possible.
How to choose? Frowning you scanned the room. You wanted a cat that wasn't very well liked by the others. One that you could shower with affection.
A large gray brown cat sat off to the side. The other cats skirted around it.
"Can I have that guy?" You squeaked pointing towards him.
Elizabeta looked surprised, "You sure? Nobody really likes that cat. Sometimes people do adopt him, but they always bring him back."
You felt your heart throb in sympathy. You had to have that cat. "I am one hundred percent sure!!"
Shrugging she hefted the large cat into an over sized carrier and handed you a stack of papers.
After signing and paying the adoption fee you loaded the cat into the passenger seat of your car.
"Soooooooo." You made a right turn out of the parking lot
"What to call you.." You looked over at him. The cat had a rather large nose and purple eyes. Too cut