What The Jashin Is Going On Here?

Why?!

I do not think they are following me I muttered

I rest in a clearing on a rock island in a lake. I went to sleep. My eyes are always open even when I sleep.

I slept that way ever since I was a baby. Another reason my clan hates me I thought

I pulled out a book and drew some things since that thought put me in a mood not to sleep.

I drew a detailed picture of my parents smiling as I played with my brother and his best friend and their girlfreinds.

I sighed and thought why did they send them away? The only people in the clan that aceppted me? My family and my brothers girlfriend and his best friend and his girlfriend got sent away to a place no ninja will follow unless they are deemed a tratior.

I started to cry a little. My tears fell on the picture. I took out another book from my pack I do not go anywhere without.

I wrote a song but ripped it out and crumpled it up. I threw it in the rocky outcropping.

I decided to write something else. Like a peom.

Death is a gift some do not deserve. Some derserve it. Some die before their time. Some like those who accept me. Those who did not deserve this accepted me. Those who derserve it live still.

Death is a gift I bring. I bring it where ever I go. Jashin is my only friend right now.

Death is a gift I bring for my life is full of death. I walk alone. I fight alone. I kill alone. I will die alone.

Death will come to me but Jashin will not let it for I am his. I am Immortal. I am grateful, but I will never be able to understand why he chose me.

Death is a gift. A gift I bring. A gift I wish I could figure out. A gift I want to lose.

Death is not a gift I deserve. Death is a gift that I bestow. Death is not a gift I want to give for I know how it hurts to lose.

To lose something or someone who accepted you.

Damn it I screeched and threw the little book into the out cropping as well.

I thought I heard the paper I threw over in the out cropping be uncrumpled and the book being picked up and read.

I hate my life I scream to the sky. Why the fuck did you chose me to bestow the gift people die to get from others. Why the fuck did you choose me!

I stared to slash my vital points but they healed as fast I could slash. I did not bleed.

Damn it I threw the kuina into the out cropping.

Just to have people jump out and come at me.

Why me I scream as I got onto a fighting stance.