Naruto has been abused and beaten by the villagers of Konoha. He doesn't know what to do. As he grew older, he started to blame himself more and more. His mask began to be harder to keep up. He wanted to ask for help, but everything just felt out of reach. He was beyond his breaking point, yet he still held on to the bits of love he would receive. He was beyond his breaking point, yet he still forced his big shinning smile to his friends. He was beyond his breaking point, yet he still put on the same mask. Every. Single. Day. (They are 12 in this fan fic)