Chapter 3

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       America pulled me away from Prussia, but I had already given him about 6 hard punches. Prussia wiped the blood off his lip with his sleeve, his dark pink eyes burned with rage. "Calm down Katlyn!" America said, holding my arms behind me. I stood on my tip-toes to be Prussia's hight and met his glare. He came over, flicked my forehead, and then walked off.

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