-1What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stronger…
Chapter 1: Naruto
My father, the Fourth Hokage, died sealing the Kyuubi inside me…and I have no idea what happened to my mother. I grew up with virtually no one. The villagers hated me…like it was my fault that the Kyuubi attacked. I cried myself to sleep almost every night and walking out my front door was hell. They would either laugh, or cower when I passed. When I was little all I understand was that no one liked me. No one was there to tuck me in at night, or hold me when I cried.
I was lonely…and scared. I was terrified at what each day would bring, because I had nowhere to go. When I started going to the ninja academy, I was bullied there too, but not all for the same reasons. Surprisingly enough I wasn't a very good student…and the Kyuubi made it worse. When I first started to have a crush on Sakura, that's when my hatred of Sasuke-teme began. I was…jealous, that everyone loved him and everyone hated me. He was quiet, I was loud, he was mean, and I was generally nice. Sure he was hotter, but…never mind! Anyway, I was jealous…and angry. Why did people flock to him, and push me away, to stand in the corner watching?
By the time we were put on Genin squads, I had endured the worst pain I thought imaginable. You couldn't imagine how pissed I was to be on Sasuke's team. I was angry that our teacher would favor him too…but Kakashi-sensei wasn't like that. He liked us all equally, and worked with us individually. For the second time in my life…I felt cared for, and important.
I stand here today though…Hokage, and a proud husband and father. I guess it's true what they say: "what doesn't kill you…makes you stronger."