Protectorate of Bohemia and Moravia = Protektorát Čechy a Morava
Slovak Republic =Slovenská republika (he's called Slovak)
Slovenia = Slovinsko
Czechia =Česko
Slovakia = Slovensko
Yugoslavia = Yugoslávie
Czechoslovakia= Československo
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Czechia POV:
I was laying in my bed just looking at the celling lost in thoughts. I was mad, like really mad.

I was always overlooked by everyone. They thought I was just a weak little country, that I was no one.. I still have my brothers but I doubt they believe in me.

They are smaller than me, Slovensko and Slovinsko are both small countries yet others don't think they are weak. Or at least they emphasize with them.

Me and my older brothers get along pretty well, Protektorát is pretty nice, he reminds me of Slovensko. Slovenský stát on the other hand is rude and can be very cold, we get along pretty well thanks to that.

Slovinsko is also older then me but his land is way smaller then mine and he's also only like an inch taller then me.

Many countries thought we are brothers but Slovinsko is the son of Yugoslavia so he could technically be my step-brother so we just accepted him like that between us.

My younger brother Slovensko is a kind person and he's social too.
You can say I sometimes feel like I don't belong here...

They are all better then me.. But not that anyone cares what I want to say..
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I heard Slovakia yell "Česko!" I sat up shaken up a bit and yelled back

"WHAT?" It may seem weird but we usually do this. I could get up and go to him but this is more fun and I'm lazy.

"PLEASE COME DOWN" He yelled and I got up. Seemingly, I got up too fast and my brain restarted like a Windows PC.

I blinked a few times to get my mind in one piece and went to my brother.

He was sitting in the living room, how ironic for me to be here when I feel dead inside.. I should become a stand-up comedian.

I sat next to my brother and asked "What do you need?" He looked me in the eyes and hugged me, I hugged him back taken off guard a bit by the sudden touch.

I'm not really used to this kind of affection. He pulled back and said "If you ever struggle let me know, ok?"

I just nodded and smiled "You bet, if I ever needed some help, I know I can trust you Slovensko" I said petting his head.

I ruffled his hair and we both laughed. He's always so nice to me, it makes me feel better about myself.

Whenever I have bad thoughts he's always in my mind to stop them. Even though I love all my siblings, I could never forgive myself if something happened to him. I got up and left to go to my room.
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Whenever I'm feeling down, I usually draw pictures, they help me get better. I finished a picture of a bunch of eyes just staring at a spiral. It may seem weird but it calms me down.

I closed my sketchbook and put it in my bottom drawer. I picked up my pencil, eraser, colored pencils, markers and other stuff.

I put them in the middle drawer and locked both of the drawers. I don't want anyone to see it, some people might find it weird how I draw some.. explicit stuff.

But that's not important! What's important is that I'm sleepy. So I laid in my bed and looked at the clock, 17:18. I turned on my back and closed my eyes hoping to fall asleep.

I opened my eyes again and it did not work, I did not fall asleep. It's kinda weird because I just ended up laying in my bed and my imagination started to create highly unlikely to happen scenarios.

I also though of some stories. I checked at the time, 18:32.. Damn that's some imagination I have, it can stop my sleep and make up things for over an hour.

I blinked a couple of times as I begin to feel more and more tired, my eyelids began to gain weight as it started to be harder to keep them open, I smiled as I started to drift asleep.
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I woke up at 2AM feeling weird. It was pitch black outside but the stars and the moon shone bright in my room's window.

I blinked a few times and took my phone from the night stand '2:13' it took me whole 13 minutes to finally get my lazy ass up.

I tried to walk down the stairs as quietly as possible but they made a squeeky noise about two times. Great just when I need them to be quiet. I finally got down so I went into the kitchen and opened the fridge.

The light in it shone brightly and my eyes burned. I hate when that happens.. I just blinked a few times and looked in the fridge, there wasn't any quick snack I could have so I just took a bottle of beer that was hidden behind some stuff in the back.

That was so Protectorate wouldn't take it from me. He hates when I drink or smoke and he takes all my alcohol and cigarettes, the cigarettes would be fine but he takes my beer, vodka and even slivovice!

It's a fucking asshole move. So I grabbed my beer and closed the fridge door looking if the light turned off, it did.

I turned around and went to the living room. When I got there Slovak was sitting on the couch just staring at me. He didn't have a readable expression, only a pokerface. My eyes widen "Oh- Ahoj Slovak"

I said a little caught off guard. He just stared at me and said "Nepovedal ti Protektorát, aby si nepil? A vysvetlíš mi, čo tu robíš o 2:25 ráno?" He said as a chill ran up my spine.

"Vůbec to neřekl! A já se vzbudil ve dvě ráno a měl jsem na něco chuť!" I yelled back trying to hide it. He just looked at me and blinked a couple of times, aaand he did not buy it.

"Česko, si v poriadku? Ak potrebuješ pomoc, mohol si to povedať... Záleží mi na tebe. Prosím, povedzt mi, čo sa deje" He said his expression turning into a worried one and I was starting to tear up, I tried to blink it away but it didn't work.

"Já...." I tried to explain but I just started crying. He got to me and hugged me, I hugged him back tearing up more and more. "Je to v poriadku, netráp sa" He said while rubbing my back.

His voice was soothing and made me feel better. I started to breath more frequently now. "Povedal som ti to. Teraz mi prosím povedz, čo sa s tebou deje. Pokúsim sa pomôcť, sľubujem"

He said and at this point I just knew lying wouldn't work, I remember reading somewhere that people confess most things during night because the brain is tired and honest.

Maybe I can tell him, he can help and won't betray me, right? "Když já nevím. Ty myšlenky na to, že si nezasloužím žít a jak jsou ostatní lepší než já jsou mnohem častější teď a já už nemůžu dál"

I said the truth, no point in hiding it now. He took me to the couch and sat down he made me lau besides and put my head on his torso as he was caressing my cheek whispering "Psst to je v poriadku.

Len nech to všetko vyjde. Sľubujem ti, že tieto myšlienky sú nesprávne a zaslúžis si žiť. Nemal bys takto uvažovať, pretože to nie je pravda a nikdy nebude."

He said like a mother hushing her child I started crying and he kept hugging me telling me it was gonna be ok. Maybe he's right, I shouldn't put myself down like this, I will try to be more like him and won't let some thoughts take me down.

"Děkuju, jsi nejlepší bratr na světě" I said still crying while laying on his lap/torso while his hand was rubbing my back. "Viem, ale aj ty si úžasný, tak na to nezabudni." He said.

I smiled and slowly drifted asleep with still wet cheeks from tears that didn't stop coming from my eyes.

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