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Lost On The Path Of Life

25th May 1616
↬'𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑡... 𝐼 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢.' 𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 2 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑝𝑢𝑠ℎ 𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑, 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑑𝑔𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑓. 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑎 ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑒𝑑, 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑢𝑚. 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑠 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟, ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡, 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑎𝑙, 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑙𝑙... 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑. 𝐴𝑠 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠, 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑, 𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑒. 𝐵𝑢𝑡, 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛. 𝑀𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠, 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠, 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑠, ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒, 𝑘𝑜𝑛𝑜ℎ𝑎 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑. 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑎 ℎ𝑢𝑔𝑒 𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦, 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝑁𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑠. 𝐼 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠, 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠...↫

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17th April, 1616

My hand shivered slightly. 'Am I a ninja? I am weak and useless at everything. Would I be of any help to him? Why do I hesitate? Was everything I experienced until now all useless? Why do I feel so heavy?' -I thought as I looked at his desperate eyes. My breath hitched when he asked if I was a ninja. I could feel the hair at the back of my neck stand up as I feared if I was really the one who could help him.

"I could try. If it's too bad, let's take her to the hospital, okay? So, where is your house? I'll carry you, we'll get there quicker." I said as I let him climb on my back. He pointed to the direction of his house as I used my chakra to run and jump over all obstacles and jump from roof to roof. As soon as we reached his house, he got off my back and pulled me to the room his mother was in. Her condition was bad. She had a severe fever and many symptoms of an infection. I ushered the boy to get some fresh, dry, and wet towels.

While he was outside the room, I lifted up the clothes of the mother to view her stomach. She had a huge cut on her stomach. It looked like a stab wound. I did not have the time to think about how this happened, so I started to do a basic check-up on her that I learnt from the medical books I read in the lonely, boring days spent in the library. I realized that the woman was a ninja, and her chakra was at a very low level. I placed my hands on her abdomen and started the transfusion of my chakra. My hands were glowing green. I had only done this once when a ninja was about to faint. He had been lying on the ground under the tree I used to play at. He had thanked me and then left. At that time, I had only used my knowledge obtained from reading medical books and from seeing the nurse heal a huge gash on my mother's arm that one time my mother fought off a robber to protect me.