Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: America by SereneDash, literature
Literature
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: America
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Alfred washed out his mouth, spitting brown water back into the bathroom sink. He glanced back at the toilet but decided against going back until after dinner.
He wiped his mouth and threw out the paper towel, missing the trash can. He sighed, picking it up again. As he bent over his sweat shirt hung as if it were three sizes too big but it wasn't. As he threw out the paper towel he grimly thought about the red sweatshirt hanging on hi
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: China by SereneDash, literature
Literature
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: China
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Yao stumbled through the crowded kitchen at the greasy restaurant he worked at. He was carrying about five woks he had just cleaned and they were heavy for someone as young as him. He pushed through men and set the woks down on the counter with much effort.
Yao was currently working at a local restaurant to help support his family. The man who had hired him liked him better than other children who wanted the job. He was strong and he could pay him little because of his age, a mere eleven years old.
Usually by his age he would’ve been sent to school but his family did
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: Russia by SereneDash, literature
Literature
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: Russia
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Two men, dressed in white scrubs that outlined fine muscles, held an even larger man by his biceps. They led him through the dreary bland hallways to one of many rooms in the labyrinth-like building. The large man walked in without fighting and one man quickly jabbed a needle in his arm, a sedative. As soon as the doors closed behind him he snapped his head around at it. He glared at the door for a moment, mumbling something his breath.
Ivan had been in a mental institution for years now. How long? He wasn't sure. He just knew it was a long, long time. He was admitted here wh
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: England by SereneDash, literature
Literature
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: England
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Arthur was on another one of his trips. Not a traveling trip of course, but a deranged one of hallucinations. The hallucinations were fading now though. Arthur sighed, falling back onto his dirty couch in his run-down flat. He didn't have much money to make his flat any better due to his drug addiction but he did not care at all.
He grabbed the bag of mushrooms from the small plastic table in front of him. He smiled now He had just bought these new mushrooms his dealer picked out in the forest. They were called
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: North Italy by SereneDash, literature
Literature
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: North Italy
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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
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: Japan by SereneDash, literature
Literature
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: Japan
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The day was beautiful. Cherry blossoms bloomed in the yard, a light breeze scattering some on green grass and landing in a small koi pond. The fish jumped and swam to the landing petals, thinking it was food, but were quickly bored and left. The forest around the small house was swaying lightly.
Despite the beautiful scenery, not all was well in the Honda household. Kiku was a young man, honorable to his family. Many young girls liked him but he didn’t like any of them back. His parents thought it was time for
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: South Italy by SereneDash, literature
Literature
Creepypasta: Hetalia Theory: South Italy
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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
CreepyPasta Hetalia Theory Romania. by xXBrambleheartXx, literature
Literature
CreepyPasta Hetalia Theory Romania.
HETALIA THEORY
ROMANIA.
The sun began to shine brightly through the castles stone window. Out of the thirty-or-so men in a large castle room, a strawberry blonde was the first to rise from his bed.
He took a moment to collect himself, before swinging his feet from under his thin blanket. A thin, small woman walked into the room and rang the bell next to the entrance.
"Morning shift!" She yelled.
The other men started stirring in their beds.
"Good morning, Crina." The strawberry blonde said with a small wave, walking towards the door.
"Awake early like usual, Vlad?" She said before turning away.
"I have to beat the crowd." He said gestur