nutella2225
Everything is fine and well. The five nations are in peace and we have defeated the Juubi, Madara and Obito, and most importantly Kaguya and her army of white Zetsu.
But then it all begins.
The looks in their eyes,
The foul taste in their mouths,
The touch of disgust,
The horrible sound of my name,
The life-taking voice of mine uttering.
When they saw me,
Talked to me,
When they accidentally brush past against me,
When someone calls my name for a food pick-up,
When I talk to my "friends".
They begin to inch away from me like I am some monster.
But I am not. Well, at least I wasn't back then.
I was a broken girl.
However, THEY came along and bent down to pick up my finger-slicing plates; THEY didn't mind it cutting them; THEY took out some glue and stick me back into the right places, where they used to be.
They are the ones I call loved, the ones that I have in my heart and soul.
I love them all with my brain, lungs, and every and each part of my body...