I slowly awake to a throbbing pain in my head. Groaning I feel around blindly. My head hurts to much, and it is to bright to open my eyes. I must have rolled off my bed, because it wasn't the soft cushions of my bed. I go to put my hands down to help push my self off of what I assume is the ground, and freeze. My eyes snap open in shock. It wasn't my carpeted bedroom floor, but a meadow filled with nothing, but grass and a few weeds here and there.
"Where am I? I whisper in shock, as if someone would hear me. Looking around I find that I am surrounded by nothing but trees. Forming an odd circular shape around the meadow. Oddly enough everything had kind of a cartoonish feel to it. "Why am I here, and not in my bed?" The pain in my head grew as the anxiety settled in. Laughing bitterly, I sigh. Talking to myself is the first sign of being crazy. Not that I didn't know I was already crazy. Did mother finally decide to get rid of me? I wouldn't doubt it, she's has been telling me for years she would. But I never thought she would actually go through with it. Did she really hate me enough to just up and abandon me in the middle of no where?
"What am I going to do now?" I ask aloud as something wet slides down my cheek. I reach up slowly with my hand, and wipe it away. Bringing my hand down to see liquid glimmer in the sunlight. It was a stray tear. I have nowhere to go, and no one to even cares enough to notice i'm gone. It's not like I can return home. More tears slide down my face. I guess i'll end up in the streets, because I don't have any friends I can stay with or any friends for that matter. I am considered a freak, and a monster. The one girl I had considered as a 'friend' was only my friend, because of a bet. Everyone always betrays me in the end.
So now because of everything that has happened in my pathetic life I have developed a split personality disorder. At points I'm energetic and weird, and at other times i'm dead serious drepressing. Two complete polar oppisites. I guess it could be considered 'emo'. Sighing I slowly get up cringing in pain, and stumble forward a bit. I guess mother did more damage than I originally thought. My head continues to pound, as I take another look around. It seems that everything is taller than normal, but I shrug it off as the trees were just really tall. A breeze blows my hair around, and I scream. "What happened to my hair!?!" I reach up, and pull a strand up to get a closer look. It was a dark red that you couldn't buy in a store. It was a natural red.
I must be dreaming. Yeah that's it I'm dreaming, and I'm still at home in my bed. Alright I need to calm down and think rationally. I need to figure out a way to wake up. Pain is the best way to bring yourself back to reality. So if I hurt myself I should wake up, Right? Sighing I grab a decent hunk of skin scrunching up my face as to brace myself for pain, and pinch as hard as I can.
"Holy flipping unicorns that hurt" I yell running around in circles shaking my arms around. No! It has to be a dream. I stop my running and flailing of my arms to try again. Gritting my teeth I grab another hunk of skin, and pinch harder than last time. Nothing happens. I sigh again. I'm probably going to have a bruise there tomorrow. I guess this is real then. Mother really did abandon me just as father did. I probably should try, and find a way out of here then. I'll go insane if I stay here any longer.
I look around for any kind of path, and my shoulders slump. Looks like I have to take the rough way. There are no paths as far as I could see. I guess I'll choose a random direction, and head that way then. "Left it is" I shout pointing in said direction. I skip as I head left, humming a small tune. As I was about to exit the meadow an evil root decide to pop up out of no where and trip me. I swear it just popped up. I land face first into the ground with a loud "oof".
"Stupid root how dare you trip me" I yell pointing at the root. Giving it the most evil glare I could. I surprised it didn't wither away. " I'll curse you grandchildren, children's, children!" I huff out angrily. Growling I get up and dust the dirt of of me. Noticing for the fist time i'm in a skirt. I shrug it off though as I am to angry to care, and continue on my way.
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Finding light in a dark world (Naruto fanfiction)
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