Wow. It's been a while since I posted something. Please forgive me. This is a series of one-shots that I've written. The first one is Sasuke.
So many memories
Almost too much to bear
Still I continue living
Understanding me is impossible
Kindness is not an option because
Every day is filled with hate...
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"No!" Sasuke jerked awake, breathing heavily. "Not again..."
He couldn't take it any longer. All the memories. All the blood. All the screams. That's all he saw anytime he closed his eyes. If this kept up, he'd go crazy.
At times, he didn't know why he continued to live. Why he continued to suffer through this living nightmare. And then he would remember.
He lived to kill his brother.
No one understood him. No one understood his drive for power, for revenge. But he couldn't blame them. They hadn't gone through what he had.
His family had been brutally murdered by Itachi. Sasuke had witnessed it all, thanks to the Mangekyou.
Sasuke ran a trembling hand over his face. He needed to find some way to be rid of these memories. Sakura tried hard to help him, but he never accepted it. He could go on alone. He didn't need anybody.
That's why he continually shoved people away. They were kind in wanting to help him, but kindness was a weakness. When you're kind, you can't kill.
Sasuke needed to kill.
That's why he trained himself to hate Itachi. He forced himself to hate what Itachi had done.
Now...he no longer had to force himself to hate others. It came naturally. He hated everything. He hated everyone.
He hated himself for what he had allowed himself to be turned into.
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