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Bright colors were painted on the walls, creating a joyous atmosphere. The room was filled with beautiful drawings of sunflowers, and it looked as though you were in a field of the sunny, yellow flowers. Latvia smiled as he saw me surprised, yet happy to see this.
"Russia loves sunflowers, remember?"
"Yes… So I painted the walls with fields of sunflower, and my home seemed very warm… unlike the cold Russian weather outside. Ivan loved it…"
I walked into the room, finding cork photo boards overflowing with notes, dates, tickets, as well as photos. I find a piece of post-it paper, and it said, I love you, (name). I'll be back soon. I remember this note. I had called Ivan just because I had nightmares, and I couldn't sleep. He rushed to my side… I found this note when I woke up…
"I… remember some things."
"You do? I'm glad it helped."
Photos. There were photos of us together. Photos of places we've been together. Drawings. From watercolors to colored pencils of sunflowers. Tickets to the various places we've been to. The concerts, the movies… many precious memories. They overflowed me.
"I… I remember who I was… I remember everything…!"
My vision blurred as I feel my eyelids drop heavily. Memories start flowing into my mind like never before, shooting into me. My brain, though, seemed to have almost exploded. The memories then flowed into my body, weakening every joint. I feel my knees bend as I stumble onto them. Trying to hold my body up, I place my palms on the floor… But it was no use… and I fell…
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"R-Russia! P-please, hurry! I don't k-know what to do!"
"Latvia? What happened?"
The small child had always stammered when talking to me, but this time was different. Something was off, and the Latvian seemed to have panicked.
"I-I told Ukraine and Belarus already, but… but (name) fainted!"
"I'll be there very soon! But tell me, why was she with you?"
I asked in a very harsh tone as I let my phone on speaker. I started to pack my small amount of luggage into the suitcase as quickly as I can, not bothering to fold any of my clothing.
"I-I'm sure she doesn't want me to tell you, b-but… (name) wanted to recall memories… They might've been the cause to her condition now. The memories must've stressed her."
"Alright! I'll be heading there now."
I cut the line and stuff the suitcase with my belongings. She did it. (name) is still that same, stubborn, curious girl… Pushing herself to the limit. A hard worker. I sigh as I send an e-mail to America and told him to tell everyone I won't be there for the second half of the meeting, because of an emergency.
I don't bother to book a trip back to my motherland. They'll know. The government would hopefully send me back there to my dear sunflower.
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Bright colors were painted on the walls, creating a joyous atmosphere. The room was filled with beautiful drawings of sunflowers, and it looked as though you were in a field of the sunny, yellow flowers. Latvia smiled as he saw me surprised, yet happy to see this.
"Russia loves sunflowers, remember?"
"Yes… So I painted the walls with fields of sunflower, and my home seemed very warm… unlike the cold Russian weather outside. Ivan loved it…"
I walked into the room, finding cork photo boards overflowing with notes, dates, tickets, as well as photos. I find a piece of post-it paper, and it said, I love you, (name). I'll be back soon. I remember this note. I had called Ivan just because I had nightmares, and I couldn't sleep. He rushed to my side… I found this note when I woke up…
"I… remember some things."
"You do? I'm glad it helped."
Photos. There were photos of us together. Photos of places we've been together. Drawings. From watercolors to colored pencils of sunflowers. Tickets to the various places we've been to. The concerts, the movies… many precious memories. They overflowed me.
"I… I remember who I was… I remember everything…!"
My vision blurred as I feel my eyelids drop heavily. Memories start flowing into my mind like never before, shooting into me. My brain, though, seemed to have almost exploded. The memories then flowed into my body, weakening every joint. I feel my knees bend as I stumble onto them. Trying to hold my body up, I place my palms on the floor… But it was no use… and I fell…
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"R-Russia! P-please, hurry! I don't k-know what to do!"
"Latvia? What happened?"
The small child had always stammered when talking to me, but this time was different. Something was off, and the Latvian seemed to have panicked.
"I-I told Ukraine and Belarus already, but… but (name) fainted!"
"I'll be there very soon! But tell me, why was she with you?"
I asked in a very harsh tone as I let my phone on speaker. I started to pack my small amount of luggage into the suitcase as quickly as I can, not bothering to fold any of my clothing.
"I-I'm sure she doesn't want me to tell you, b-but… (name) wanted to recall memories… They might've been the cause to her condition now. The memories must've stressed her."
"Alright! I'll be heading there now."
I cut the line and stuff the suitcase with my belongings. She did it. (name) is still that same, stubborn, curious girl… Pushing herself to the limit. A hard worker. I sigh as I send an e-mail to America and told him to tell everyone I won't be there for the second half of the meeting, because of an emergency.
I don't bother to book a trip back to my motherland. They'll know. The government would hopefully send me back there to my dear sunflower.
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