Lovely Disaster
Written by dryingtears

Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I can dream though...
This story will be based off a story I found online. It's not letting me post the URL, but if you go to Google and type in "Cabucojuice" in your search, the first result that will pop up is Cabucojuice - What I Did For Love by Val.

My name is Haruno Sakura. I'm still a thirteen-year-old girl, but of my thirteen years of life, only ten of them have been happy. My happiness ended when I was turning ten. I was a young, naïve, and happy girl back then; that was because my mother was still alive. My mother was the kindest woman I have ever met in my life, and she was the one that loved me even if I made mistakes; she was the only one that treated me the same about my heart condition. My heart is a weak one; I was just born with it. At times, it will just shut off randomly, and I'll be left gasping for breath. My mother paid for a small respirator that would bring air back into my lungs, and if she hadn't spent money on me, I wouldn't be here breathing right now. However, when I turned ten, she passed on.

"You are the most beautiful girl in the world...and I am proud of you. Live your life to the fullest, because you deserve it, Sakura."

Those were her last words to me, and I know that her love will be in me forever. I can't forget the only words of kindness in my life; they stick to my heart like glue. I know that she's watching over me in heaven, and I know she'd be disappointed in me if I would ever forget.

Now, the more recent three years of my life have been a living hell. Well, some passerby may think that I would still be the same girl after my mother passed away, as I still had a living father and still lived with him. But the truth is, my father is a pathetic excuse for a man. When I look at him and his pitiful self, I truly understand that my mother was a good woman. Why? Because it takes a good woman with a large heart to love someone as pathetic as my father.

As the years after my mother's death passed by, I became lonelier and lonelier. My father started seeing this woman named Kin Tsuchi, and he forgot about me. The thing about Kin was that she absolutely hated me. Then, when I turned eleven, my life turned upside down. My father married Kin, and she moved into our house. My loneliness turned to pain.

Haruno Kin Tsuchi.

I hated the ring to her name. But I guess she hated the ring to Haruno Sakura, as well. Because there was this bamboo stick hidden away in her closet. Every time I did something to disappoint her, the stick would come out and whack me on the back. Over the years, the stick and my back became worst enemies, because my back was scarred with large wounds caused by the stick. And my father? Well, as I said, he was a pathetic excuse for a man. Now, he is so pathetic I don't know what to call him. Why am I so mean about my father? Because he never stopped the beatings. He just looked on with pain, sympathy present in his eyes. Even my screams of pain and my running tears didn't make him move from his spot in the doorway.

And thus, my mother's dying wish, for me to live life at the fullest, has yet to be fulfilled.
Prologue! More chapters will be much longer.
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