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She couldn't stop. Blood seeped down her wrists, but she still could not…
Would not…
Stop.
She had started cutting herself just two weeks ago and now it become like a daily routine for her.
Usually, she would cut her wrists just enough for the warm liquid to drip down her wrists, and then she would slowly bandage herself up. No one would ever notice that she had started this little hobby. Though when they did notice, she would just laugh it off saying that she hurt herself during training. It was a believable lie too, since she was a ninja after all.
Even in death she knew she would be a failure in everyone's eyes, but right now she just didn't care. She just had to escape from the pain. She cut herself one more time and this time deeper.
All was silent and except for a clink; the sound of her knife dropping on the floor. She laid down on her futon and waited for death.
It wasn't a long wait too, for she cut herself deep enough not to have a slow agonizing death; her death would finally free her.
Before her eyes would permanently shut close, she whispered his name,
"...Naruto."
Author's note: Well here's a drabble I finally finished. Thanks to InuFilipinaFan for being an awesome beta. xD.
Please review and come back to read the second shot of "Whisper".
