I apologize, my butterfly, if the writing is terrible. You should already know my writing is bad but I tried to write slowly so you can make this entire document out. For years now, you have been wondering and inquiring, my lovely, about where I and you father came from, why was I the first. I have no heart to tell you in person, but I can write it out.
In my old life, my name was Honoka Uchiha. I was blind, I had no Sharingan, I had no proper use of chakra. I was a clan reject. I was my parent's only child as well. My mother lost her ability to rear children after I was born. I was supposed to bring them great honor, but they found out I was blind, I was their dishonor. They were not prominent clan members, so sympathy was not found. They were the clan herb growers, though they could never find anything to make me see.
I was mistreated since I was found to be useless. I was healthy, my grandmother told me constantly I was beautiful. She said my face was soft, that my eyes were a white color that was nice and reminded her of softly falling snow. When i was twelve my grandmother took me in. She lived with her sister and her brother's nephew. He brother's nephew was a silent man named Ayumu. He refused to talk to my grandmother, but he would wander into my room and sit beside me. He held my hand a lot and read books to me. He was very kind, however he disappeared for weeks at a time fighting, it saddened my heart when he would come back. It would take weeks for him to stop shaking from what he had seen.
I held his hand tight so that he might now, that I may never see, but that can sense when something was wrong.
He died three weeks after I turned eighteen.
My grandmother was aging rapidly, she could no longer care for me and had to speak with my mother. She was helping me bath one night when she told me that mother had found me a husband. He was a man her age, he was high ranking in the clan, he had children already, and he would be able to take care of me.
I was not pleased. I had begged of my mother to ask around for someone else. She smack me to the ground, told me that as a rotten apple, I should be happy I still look good enough to be considered a golden one by someone as prestigious as he was. I lay there ont he floor crying until someone picked me up and whisked me away to be made ready for the wedding.
The wedding was small, it was a simple five minutes in front of the clan leader, he blessed up, congratulated the man on such a beautiful wife and then he walked me out of the room and took me to his bedroom. He grabbed me, and grandmother grabbed him. She slaughtered him and whisked me away.
She said she had a plan, she said she knew I would be able to become something better. She told me my new name, she told me I would be called Honoka Hyuuga. She told me not to fret, she had a plan, all she had to do was wait and concentrate.
