If Countries Were People Series

America Invades Iraq: Two Wrongs DO NOT Make A Right!

Once upon a time there were about 200 people, who all went to the same school. Each of these people were unique unto theirself, and no two people were alike. Some days, one person would bully another, like many schools. One day, however, the bullying stopped, because the others grew tired of the bullying and a massive school-wide fight ensued. Nobody wanted it to happen again, once they realized what fighting could do (a few people broke their legs and got cuts). After the big fight, everyone thought that no one would ever fight again- to fight again was stupid, or so the people believed...

The richest person in the school was well liked and well hated, like the social hierarchy of many schools. He had everything anyone could want, and rarely shared. The other rich people liked him, and the poor people disliked him. One day, his class was making popsicle stick models, and he had a particularily good model, because of the expensive glue he had, and the help he had hired. His nice model, a pair of towers as tall as he was, would not last forever....

One of the other boys was making a model of an airplane, as he had only ever seen airplanes in books, and had never even been on one. His plane was very realistic, and well done. He looked over at the popular table, though, and saw that their models were all better, just because they could afford to buy better supplies. This made the boy sad, then jealous. He decided to make the rich boy suffer for not just having money, but flaunting it around, as the poor boy saw it. The poor boy decided to wreck the rich student's model.

"No!" America screamed as the poor boy threw his plane into the model, destroying the towers. They came crashing to the ground, popsicle sticks flying everywhere. The poor boy managed to duck under the table and run from the room before America could see who had been the one who had thrown the plane.

America was furious. Who had wrecked his model? He wanted to find the one responsible, and make him pay. Later on, at recess, he met with his friends to talk about who could have been responsible for wrecking his model.

"I think I saw Saudi Arabia throw the plane." Said UK.

"No, he's my friend, he'd never do such a thing." Replied America.

"Well, it must have been someone from the Middle East gang- they always do things like that to us." Said one of America's other friends.

"Now, now, let's be reasonable. There is no proof that anyone from the Middle East gang of friends was respionsible for thi-"

"Shut up Canada, no one asked you!" America snapped. "Anyone that's with me, come and we'll have a talk with their group."

America stood and began to stomp toward where the Middle East friends hung out, his burly form tense. America's friends looked at each other wearily- America was always stomping off to fights, without even thinking. No one moved to follow him.

"I'm not going- I don't want to get hurt." Said France, America's friend, and UK's girlfriend.

"Yeah, I'm not going either- I prefer to solve things peacefull-"

"Shut up Canada, no one asked you!" UK got up and stormed after America, muttering how he was America's only friend. The rest of the friends decided to follow America, to make sure no one got hurt.

"Hey, who threw the plane and wrecked my model?" America imposingly yelled to the Middle East friends, who were sitting on the grass and eating their lunches. They all looked baffled and stared at each other.

"I said, who threw the plane and-"

"None of us threw the plane- now leave us alone." Said Afghanistan. America glowered angrily. He looked around him for support, but found none, so he stormed off to meet UK, who was walking toward him.

"I think Afghanistan did it." America hissed.

"How do you know?" UK responded.

"I have proof. It is in my pocket."

"Well, let's see the proof then."

"Uh...well, I dont actually have proof, but just pretend I do, kay?"

UK nodded, and they both turned around and stomped back to the Middle East friends. They looked angrily up at the rich boys. America suddenly walked over to Afghanistan and kicked him in the face, knocking over his water. America kicked at his lunch, ruining the meager amount of food. Afghanistan looked up at America, eyes wide, and tried to defend, but America was too strong. He punched Afghanistan and dragged him into the bushes, kicking him all the way.

Several minutes later, America walked out of the bushes, smiling. The Middle East friends looked horrified, as their friend had not come out.

"I took care of your friend, now tell me who threw the plane." America gloated. The friends stayed silent. Just then, America's friends arrived.

"Hey, who wants tp help me to beat up the next loser?" America asked. The friends shook their heads, except for UK, who grabbed the next boy by the collar of his raggedy shirt.

"Iraq here has some weapons that he was going to use to fight us." UK said. America's face grew contorted with anger. He walked up to Iraq and slapped him, while UK held him still.

"WAIT!!!" Canada screamed. Just then, Germany and Japan came back with the teacher, Ms. UN. She was angry.

"What is going on here?" She demanded. America assumed a sweet, innocent face.

"Iraq was going to use some weapons to fight me and UK." He said gingerly.

"Iraq, is this true?"

"No, mam! I have no weapons! Me and my friends were just eating lunch when-" He was cut off by America pushing him over.

"America! There was no need for that. I will check Iraq to see if he has any weapons. Germany, France, Italy, go check Iraq's pack sack, cubby, and desk for weapons." The three ran off inside to check for Iraqi weapons. Ms. UN walked up to Iraq and asked him to empty his pockes, and take off his shoes. Iraq did, and no weapons were found. Several minutes later, Italy, Germany, and France came running back to tell Ms. UN that they had found no weapons in Iraq's cubby or pack-sack or desk.

"There you have it. America, UK- Iraq is innocent- leave him alone." But America wouldn't listen.

"I am going to fight him, even if I don't have your support! Iraq and his Middle East Gang are evil, and will hurt us someday! Even though I taught Iraq how to fight, and gave Saudi Arabia a pocketknife. They are BAD! With the exception of Saudi Arabia, who's father gives my father money. Now, UK, let's beat up Iraq!

And, sadly, they proceeded to beat up Iraq. After ten minutes of UK and America beating up Iraq, the friends could not stand and watch any longer.

"Ms. UN, why don't you do something!?" Canada asked.

"There's nothing I can do. America's father is the principal of the school, and if I give America trouble, I will lose my job."

France cut in just then.

"America, look! Iraq HAS no weapons, or he would have used them already! Just stop this!"

But America wouldn't listen. By now, the Middle East friends were getting frantic, wondering how to stop America. Iraq's friend Iran had an idea.

"AMERICA, I HAVE THE MATERIALS NEEDED TO BEGIN ASSEMBLING CHERRY BOMBS!" And with that, everyone gasped and froze. Iran stood nervously, breathing hard. Suddenly, all attention was on him.

"Iran, you had better disarm." Said France.

"If you don't, the Europe Gang will shun you." Said Germany.

"Stop using the materials that can be used to make cherry bombs, even though all evidence suggests that you can only use the materials to make non-violent things, and don't even posess the skill to make weapons of a good amount of destruction." Said Greece.

"America, don't you want to leave Iraq alone and come after me now, because I actually HAVE the ability to make the WGAD- Weapons of a Good Amount of Destruction?!" Said Iran.

America stood and thought for a while. He was feeling tired after beating up two people, and he could tell that his friends were beginning not to like him anymore. But, he was still the biggest, and the richest, so he could do whatever he wanted.

"Iran, I declare war on you. Let's fight him UK!"

"Whoa, America, I don't know. We've already beaten up TWO people...I don't know if I have the resources and by reasources I mean energy to fight..." UK said.

"Yeah, well, forget about you then!" He walked over to Iran, fists clenched. Suddenly and unexpectedly, Iran's friends stood up in front of him, blocking him from America.

"If you want to fight any more of us, you must fight us all." Said Saudi Arabia.

"Saudi Arabia! I thought you were on MY side!" America screamed.

"Yeah, well, when you threaten my friends and neighbours, you threaten me too." He crossed his arms.

"No matter, I am strong and rich and powerfull enough to take you ALL on. CANADA! GET OVER HERE! Come and help me fight!"

"Sorry, America- I'm busy cleaning up YOUR mess...And I'm not your Bitch." Canada was putting bandages on Iraq and Afghanistan, and helping them back into consciousness.

"Fine then! I DECLARE WAR ON EVERYONE!" And with that, America withdrew a grenade from his pocket, pulled the clip, and exploded, killing everyone.

Though it was wrong for the person (who is still unknown) to have thrown the model plane into America's model towers, It was more wrong for America to try to hurt others in revenge.

The moral of this story, children, is: TWO WRONGS DON'T MAKE A RIGHT