Rolling Girl ~Based On The Song By Miku Hatsune ~

November 2012. Italys POV:

I don't really know who I am, but I don't give it much thought. I know people wonder about what I'm like when I'm not with Dad. Well, Mum tries to make me happy, I hate to see her sad so I fake happiness, I try to act... Like a normal 10 year old girl. A lot of things will happen in the future, I can tell. Even if they make me happy... They won't last long.

Time seems to float back and forth, back and forth, back... To where it all started, so I relive it all.

"Promise?"
"I promise"

What a lie that was, she just didn't want me to panic. I'm not normal, my sisters are used to it. I'm not, I hate change. But, I love it.

"Italy! Happy birthday!"
"Want your present?"
"Yes yes! Yes please!"
"Well, me and Mummy got you this.."
"Ohhh.."
"Do you like it, honey?"
"Yes! It's so beautiful! Thank you Mum, thank you Dad! I love you"

My eighth birthday, that was the last one we shared together, normally. I still remember the blue butterfly necklace they gave me. I've lost it. Ahaha, like me, it's lost.

"Come play, Italy! Haha, tag and your iiiiittt!"
School. My friends.
"OK! Imma get you! Wait and see! Tttaaag! You're it!"
"No fair!! You're older, Ita!"
"Oh.. Sorry"
"Hey, don't be upset Italia! We don't care if you're only a few months older, you're still our friend!"

They didn't know what was happening, did they? No, they didn't. Because I kept it hidden from them. They made me happy. Apart from my Mum, they where the only things keeping me alive. They didn't care about the fact my emotions would take over me, they knew I'd never want to hurt them. Even if I did, they'd forgive me. I didn't deserve friends like them, I never will deserve them. After all, I am a monster.

"Haha you're so ugly"
"Put you're hand up if you think Italy is ugly!"
"..."
"Awwwwww yes! See, that's 5 people and not all of the class even heard"
"Shut up!!"
"What you going to do hurt me!?"

I need to stop, I hurt that boy. I shouldn't of done that. I hurt him. He didn't lay a finger on me. Maybe I'll keep swimming in this Ocean of thoughts forever, never come out? Sleep for eternity? I like the sound of that.. But they won't let me, I'll have to wake up sooner or later.

Save me