Broken Grey Eyes [DISCONTINUED]
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  • ЧИТАТЕЛЕЙ 31,448
  • Всего голосов 622
  • Части 11
  • Время 46m
Завершенная история, впервые опубликовано дек. 31, 2017
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Naruto's eyes turned grey. One with true horror and terror and the other one with sadness and loneliness. Will someone help this child and recolor his eyes? 

Naruto was sick of being called a monster. Suicidal and depressing thoughts at any time. Even when he was dreaming. This was the worst part. Nightmares about Villagers hurting him and his parents hating him.

Jiji and Kakashi-Sensei are the only persons he can trust. And Kurama.

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A man dressed in black slammed poor child Naruto against the tree. He cried out loud trieng to gasp for air and trieng to not hyperventilate from the pain he was in. Like everyday. But he knew he deserved this. He knew he was a monster and killed dozens of people. Naruto looked up at the man, he was shaking, his whole tiny body was visibly shaking in fear and shock. He looked up and his face darkened in fear.  His eyes grey like the dark moon shining at the dark blue sky, wich was filled with millions of shining stars. A look up to the sky would make anyone smile. Even the Uchiha. But right now wasn't the time to smile. It was the time to fear.

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