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I can't believe it, I'm starting a new story when i haven't updated my other stories in a while-sigh-. O well, I hope you like this story!
Warnings: madness, self-mutilation, gore, attempted scuicide(it's not the way to go people!), sakura bashing(welcome sakura haters), slight sasuke and kakashi bashing(less as the story goes on), sadisticness(beware, hehehe...of me!), sadness and the list goes on and on...there's a bit much...oops-sweat drop-
Disclaimer: it's fan fiction people, it ain't gonna happen in the show.
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Naruto's POV(YAY!)
"Baka!"
"Crybaby!"
"Freak!"
...Why? What did I ever do to deserve this? Idon't understand. Why do they all hurt me? Why do they want me to suffer? Tears are bluring my vision and I'm glad, then I can't see their disgusted, hate filled glares. Black is starting to creep into my line of vision, I'm going to pass out. Thank goodness. Then I can't feel the pain, even if it's only for a little while. Demo...why...
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Huh? Where...o, I remember. Some of the other children at the orphanage were beating me up and I blacked out. Man, must have been for a while too, it's dark out but it was light when it started. -sigh-Looks like I won't be able to eat again, not like you can really call it food. I'd better get to my room before any of the caretakers see me or I'll be in big trouble, one beatings enough.
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Phew, made it safetly. Huh, who am I? O yeah, I didn't introduce myself. My name is Uzumaki Naruto, I'm an orphan, though you should know that already. I don't know who my parents are or what happened to them, neither does anyone else or at least, that's what they say. I live in the village of Konohagakure no Sato, also known as Konoha or the Village Hidden in the Leaves, and I'm hated. I have natu...nata...well, blonde spiky hair that I don't make that way. I have blue eyes and three slashy things on my cheeks. I'm short, even for a four year old. I don't know why I'm hated though it might have something to do with the slashy marks, or maybe it's the voice inside my head, but I've never told anyone about that...O, I'm not crazy, at least, I think I'm not...that much. The voice just saysnice things when I'm sad and I know it's not my own.
Well, that's me in a nutshell. Welcome to my life, the living hell.
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demobut
There, done. Please review, I'm begging you, they give me the energy to continue! As for flamers, hehehe, I hope you have fire proof clothing, hehehe, CAUSE I'M GONNA BURN YOU!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA-cough-!! Ahem, sorry about that. Anyway, please, Please, PLEASE, give me ideas cause I got nothing! Same goes for my other stories. And you will get full credit!
Kya: Really, she will. Besides, she's desperate.
Ah! What are you doing here?! You don't come in yet!! Go before you spoil everything!
Kya: Fine, fine! I'm leaving. But hurry up with this story, I wanna make my big entrance.
Yeah, yeah, now, out!-pushes Kya off screen-
Kya: Itai!
Ano...thanks for reading. Je ne!