Venice POV

"Next one is Germany's...
Dear Diary,
Today the wall fell...

My brother is alive."
"Heh, I remember that day. We cried alot that day. Then we had celebrated with awesome beer." Prussia smirked. I could tell he was glad to get his fratello back but he seriously can't bottle up his feelings forever. I would feel the same way if my sorella Ema and I ended up seperated by a wall and when we finally break it down, we were finally together again.

"Okay, I am going to pass the book down tooooooooooooooooo VENICE!" Meli grinned as if she needed to break the contenplating of life like now. I took the book and smiled at her. I read over the next entry and just, died. "Okay, so our next tribute is Canada.
Dear Diary,
I swear if America brings up Justin Bieber again, I will slaughter him. Also, if he insults MY music ONE MORE TIME, je vais tuer des salopes! (Translation: I'll kill bitches) The very invisible shit, Canada.
Fanculo! That was bella Mattie!" I yelled at the older country. "Merci Shawn!"

"Oh! Papi, it's yours now!
Dear Diary,
I caught Roma crying again. He wouldn't tell why or what's wrong. He just stands there crying. Papa, what's wrong?" I ask.
"Nothing la mia cara figlia. Don't worry." "Fratello?" "Roma, you never told me what was wrong." Papi questioned worried. Right then and there was the first time I saw my father cry. "NONNO ROME BRING EMA HERE NOW!" I yelled worried about papa. Ema appeared out of thin air freaked for awhile and ran over to Papa, Papi, Zio Feli, Nonno Rome and Myself. She dragged Papa to the nearest closet and brought us all in there. "P-papa? What the hell happened?" She questioned the crying man. I shooed Zio and Nonno out so we could just be the 4 of us. "I would-a always suddenly remember that-a you wanted me for the bastardo I-a was. Ti amo Spain." He then cried into papi's chest. After it was over we went back in and I handed the book to Taiwan I curled up in papa's lap.