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The day was a sunny, cold morning of october. You had just moved into that town, thanks to your father's work. Everything there was new, even the language. Why did they choose a country wich language you didin't speak?!
In that moment you hated them. Your parents had dared to take you away from everything you had known. Your friends, your school, your city, your country...
You were out for a walk nearby your old, big new house. The autumn made everything seem orange. You kicked a small amount of leaves in the ground. The sound made you giggle a little, that one thing you would always love, no matter where would you be. there was a little river ahead, with a stone, white bridge on top of it. Your friends use to throw coins over bridges to get wishes. You knew that was silly, but it was a memory you never would erase.
Looking down at the water on the bridge, you felt your face heat up as tears almost fell off you eyes. In the reflex you seen a shadow come next to you, a hand laying on your shoulder. The man asked something in russian, but again, you couldn't understand it.
-You can't speak russian, da? - he had a sad smile, purple eyes that could see through your soul and was certainly, the tallest person you've ever seen.
-No. - your voice was cold and hard, it even scared you.
-Are you okay, miss? - he was polite, yet, he wanted to know what happened.
-I'm fine. - you answered, trying to believe it yourself. You missed your friends. You missed every little silly thing you had ever done with them. - I just moved in.
-That makes us neighbors, da? - he smiled a little. - I live in the other side.
-I'm ________. - you turned your body at him, a hand there for him to shake. - It's nice to meet you.
-I'm Ivan. - he took your hand, his childish face almost making you forget you were near crying. - Are you really okay? A beautiful lady like you shouldn't cry, da.
-I just miss my friends a little. - you crossed your arms. You were opening up with a complete stranger, but he seemed to be the only one intersted in your sadness. - My dumbass parents don't care if I can't even speak russian. They said 'it's a good experience for me'.
-I can be your friend. - he smiled at you. He seemed so much taller than you... tough he really was.
Maybe that was the only part of the day you had been happy at all. You smiled a little, putting your (h/c) hair behind your ears. Your eyes gone through your digital watch, and you saw it was useless, it was still programed with your country's time zone.
-It's getting late in (country of origin)... - the smile on your lips increased a little. - How long have you been living here, Ivan?
-I have lived here my whole life. - he had a sad smile.
-What's wrong? - you were thinking the whole scene was too bizar to be true. - You don't like this place?
-That's not the problem. - How could he smile when whatever the reason was made him sad? - They left me alone.
-Your family?
-Everyone.
You gasped. How could someone let alone such a gentle person? That made no sense at all to you. A man came running to both of you, having some kind of paper in his hands.
-Mr. Russia this have... - Then he noticed you. He was quite surprised to find you there. - I-i'm sorry, I didn't know...
-Toris, this is our new neighbor, __________. - he smiled.
-I-it's nice to meet you, ___________. - Toris made a small reverence, you noticed he was shaking.
-Ru...ssia? - you whispered. What did he call Ivan that way? - Why Russia?
-Oh... - he had heard the last part.
-I think now we have to explain to our little friend, Toris... - he had a hand on your shoulder.
He told you he was the personification of the country of Russia. You listened to him very carefully as he asked for you to keep the secret. You felt you head nod without your brain's consent... Why was it doing that?!
Toris handed the paper to Ivan, because anyways, he had gone there to do that.
-________________!!! - you heard your mother calling you. - There you are! - she then looked at the taller figure beside you. - _____________, who is your friend? - the woman was clearly quite afraid.
-This is Ivan, our neighbor! - you smiled a little and felt your face heat up a little.
Your mother started pulling you home.
-Bye, Ivan!! - you made a little goodbye with your hand. - See ya around!!
You knew she would scream at you later for talking to strangers, but it had been worthed.
In that moment you hated them. Your parents had dared to take you away from everything you had known. Your friends, your school, your city, your country...
You were out for a walk nearby your old, big new house. The autumn made everything seem orange. You kicked a small amount of leaves in the ground. The sound made you giggle a little, that one thing you would always love, no matter where would you be. there was a little river ahead, with a stone, white bridge on top of it. Your friends use to throw coins over bridges to get wishes. You knew that was silly, but it was a memory you never would erase.
Looking down at the water on the bridge, you felt your face heat up as tears almost fell off you eyes. In the reflex you seen a shadow come next to you, a hand laying on your shoulder. The man asked something in russian, but again, you couldn't understand it.
-You can't speak russian, da? - he had a sad smile, purple eyes that could see through your soul and was certainly, the tallest person you've ever seen.
-No. - your voice was cold and hard, it even scared you.
-Are you okay, miss? - he was polite, yet, he wanted to know what happened.
-I'm fine. - you answered, trying to believe it yourself. You missed your friends. You missed every little silly thing you had ever done with them. - I just moved in.
-That makes us neighbors, da? - he smiled a little. - I live in the other side.
-I'm ________. - you turned your body at him, a hand there for him to shake. - It's nice to meet you.
-I'm Ivan. - he took your hand, his childish face almost making you forget you were near crying. - Are you really okay? A beautiful lady like you shouldn't cry, da.
-I just miss my friends a little. - you crossed your arms. You were opening up with a complete stranger, but he seemed to be the only one intersted in your sadness. - My dumbass parents don't care if I can't even speak russian. They said 'it's a good experience for me'.
-I can be your friend. - he smiled at you. He seemed so much taller than you... tough he really was.
Maybe that was the only part of the day you had been happy at all. You smiled a little, putting your (h/c) hair behind your ears. Your eyes gone through your digital watch, and you saw it was useless, it was still programed with your country's time zone.
-It's getting late in (country of origin)... - the smile on your lips increased a little. - How long have you been living here, Ivan?
-I have lived here my whole life. - he had a sad smile.
-What's wrong? - you were thinking the whole scene was too bizar to be true. - You don't like this place?
-That's not the problem. - How could he smile when whatever the reason was made him sad? - They left me alone.
-Your family?
-Everyone.
You gasped. How could someone let alone such a gentle person? That made no sense at all to you. A man came running to both of you, having some kind of paper in his hands.
-Mr. Russia this have... - Then he noticed you. He was quite surprised to find you there. - I-i'm sorry, I didn't know...
-Toris, this is our new neighbor, __________. - he smiled.
-I-it's nice to meet you, ___________. - Toris made a small reverence, you noticed he was shaking.
-Ru...ssia? - you whispered. What did he call Ivan that way? - Why Russia?
-Oh... - he had heard the last part.
-I think now we have to explain to our little friend, Toris... - he had a hand on your shoulder.
He told you he was the personification of the country of Russia. You listened to him very carefully as he asked for you to keep the secret. You felt you head nod without your brain's consent... Why was it doing that?!
Toris handed the paper to Ivan, because anyways, he had gone there to do that.
-________________!!! - you heard your mother calling you. - There you are! - she then looked at the taller figure beside you. - _____________, who is your friend? - the woman was clearly quite afraid.
-This is Ivan, our neighbor! - you smiled a little and felt your face heat up a little.
Your mother started pulling you home.
-Bye, Ivan!! - you made a little goodbye with your hand. - See ya around!!
You knew she would scream at you later for talking to strangers, but it had been worthed.
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I was to post this a long time... it was a request, but I had no time before to finish it :3
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