My name is Kam and I'm continually threatened, abused, and tormented by everyone surrounding me. One inparticular word they oftenly use is loser. That is what I am. I haven't been called Kam since I was 4 years old. That is when my parents died. They were head of our country and when they fought the leaf village that was the end of it. I was disowned and neglected. What hurt me the most is that I was orphaned. My parents who promised not to leave me lied to me and they left me without warning. They didn't even say goodbye. I doubt they even cared. I was born cursed. Useless to my village, they say. I have no true friends except Botcho. Botcho is my doll I had since I was 2. My mother got him for me and I consider that as a caring statement although I never heard her say it but oneday I think I heard her say "I love you" before she left me alone with Botcho when the leaf attacked. Botcho never talked to me so I decided to trap a spirit in him. His name was Zinje, he had died about 200 years ago, he was my age. Killed by some Uchiha character. He decided to be called Botcho though. He lived the same as I did, disgusted, impure, unnatural, unloved. Although he was desperate to be loved and recognized. His mistake. He should know love doesn't excist for people like us. Or should I say creatures. Maybe even nobodies. We are nothing. So much as we shouldn't even be able to speak or use ourselves as pronouns. But enough about our meaningless lives in the world. I'm sure you don't care to hear about it.
I had mysterious powers to unlock the dead from shadows. Why shadows you may ask? Because when you look to the ground your don't just see the land spae of your feet you see shadows and beneath those shadows are the rotting bodies begging you to let them out. Besides the shadows are just as important as the light.
Anyways people already thought I was a freak because like other ninjas I didn't have this thing called chakra that gives one synthetic powers. Also they were threatened by me for I was unique and undesirably able to kill people by looking at them so they say.
But I guess I could say it's true because not only am I useless, I'm filthy and tragically very UGLY. I can't go out in public and I can't but things, but after dark really late when everyones sleeping I go to the market and steal.
Botcho says I'm beautiful but he only says it to cheer me up. Living in the village is clearly unbearable. My self esteem is as low as Hell. Then again I don't have any self esteem or self assurance. I have nothing but Botcho and the clothes on my back and that isn't much.
My personality is dreadful and blank. My emotions are shot. My life is a blank page waiting to be written on but I have nothing so NOTHING will be written. In case you haven't noticed I'm nothing but a mere image of poison. So much that it should be my name. In fact, my middle name is poison. Japanese of course its Doku, Kam isn't even my real name. For some reason my parents decided to name me after a flower which I don't resemble a bit, Bara, or rose. My last name has to do with a Gentile, Ihoujin. That is my name, Bara Doku Ihoujin.
I'll embark off on a journey. I know everyone will miss me since I was the loveliest little mistake there. Or they wont even notice. Oh, I just want nothing more but for that village to crash and burn. Maybe that is why I set a few thousand exploding tags in every buiding as a goodbye I'll miss you or just because...They'll be going off any...And there it goes. Enjoy!:)