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Germany was beautiful. You loved every minute of the semester you had spent there, taking courses to further your knowledge of the German language. You had been hesitant to come, at first…You didn’t really like going out of your comfort zone, or leaving the familiarity of your home in the USA, but you had a dream to finish learning German, first-hand, from professors who, themselves, came from the country. You were never one to give up on dreams, so here you were. Another thing you hadn’t expected was that you would make such good friends. You figured that your shyness would win out and you would take your classes, but no

Verse One [John Proctor]: Three little children And a sick wife left behind I guess I wasn't thinkin' By the time I crossed that line [Narrator] You're a strong man John Proctor But that young girls' got you shamed Accepting in your house expecting Nothing more than a dame Too late you found out Now who's to blame Chorus [Both]: You were a nice girl Abby But you didn't understand That when I took your heart I only reached for your hand Promises Made in Lust Hold no power in the court Of the heart Turn Back Abby Turn Back And repent Verse Two [Narrator]: There is no bond to break Save that of her illusion The col

  You walked down the halls aimlessly in the middle of the night. All you wore was an oversized, baggy tee which was (f/c), your favorite color. The shirt covered over your short pajamas pants.   Clutching the bottom, you entered the living room to see Germany asleep with a book on his lap, his hand resting on top of it. A yawn escaped your lips but you made no attempt to stifle it, only the exhausted tears that followed which pricked at the corners of your eyes.   Turning around, you went back into your room and grabbed a blanket and throwing it around your shoulders before scuffling back down the halls and onto the couch be