creepypastahetalia

    "Wow." You were in awe. You knew that Death City was beautiful, but you certainly weren't expecting this. You looked over to Annabelle, who had the same expression as you. "Are you ready?" You asked.    "I'm as ready as I'll ever be." She replied, smiling. You both lifted the handles non your bags and you rolled them off into the city.    Silence took over between you two as you walked through the city. "Do you know where to go?" You asked finally.    "No idea. The school?" She replied. "Hey, they look as lost as us. Let's ask them if they need help." She started walking over to two boys. One was shorter than the other with shaggy bl

    You walked around at the train station, trying to find your friend, Annabelle. You looked for the curly head of copper hair that you had seen in so many pictures. She said that she was tall for her age, too. How old was she? Let's say 13. And how old are you? Also 13.    You smiled widely as you finally spotted her. She was wearing blue skinny jeans, a simple white button up with a loose black vest. Around her neck was a Slytherin tie. Her long hair was pulled into a high ponytail with a bow that matched her tie. She had said that she was a fangirl, and she definitely delivered. You caught her eye and waved frantically, and she waved ba