Thoughts are amazing things
Thoughts are amazing things. Though they are not solid, not living, nothing that one can really describe, they affect many. A thought can break someone, heal another, cause wars and build peace. They can save or destroy a life.
Sometimes, thoughts can make you feel worthless.
Then there are times someone just might say something that makes you feel special.
...4...
...4...
...4...
...4...
...4...
...4...
...4...
Fairytales Chapter 4
Thoughts
...4...
...4...
...4...
...4...
...4...
...4...
...4...
Once upon a time, there was a girl who was afraid of people. Well, to be exact, it wasn't people. In fact, she didn't contact people much. What she was afraid of was something less solid, something less easy to point out.
She was afraid of their thoughts.
Every since she was little, she was pushed and stretched as hard as possible. Her father needed, no, expected, her to be perfect. She had to be strong, physically and mentally, with courage to do what is required. She might have been born a little blue-haired girl, but she had to become a boy, an heir.
However, she couldn't do it. She couldn't fully control her emotions, freeze her feelings. She could care, she could love, she could even be sad, but she couldn't feel nothing. And as much as she tried (spending days training, sweating in the sun, practicing without stopping), she wasn't able to gain the strength she was supposed to have.
While she grew up in her own way, became a person that one should be proud of, she wasn't seen at all like the beautiful person she was.
Instead, she was a failure.
Her kindness was seen as weakness. Her compassion to enemies seemed like she was hesitating. Shyness might be cute on other girls, but on her it was seen as ugliness. Something she shouldn't have. Her tears were proof of it, as the future head shouldn't cry.
And that is what everyone around her thought.
It was these thoughts that they had when they looked at her, watching while she struggled to learn new techniques. It was those opinions they voiced, when she failed yet again to beat her sister. The snide comments, cutting her harder than any kunai, that were spoken regardless of her presence. Continuously, even if she did achieve something, she was mocked at, looked down upon.
After years of enduring the taunting of her family, her father's criticism, and that feeling that she just couldn't be good enough, she started to avoid people. She avoided their eyes, not wanting to see the annoyance hidden there. She hid from their voices, not wanting to hear the scorn.
Slowly, she grew shyer. Her courage faded away, and her confidence shattered. And all of those things that they thought of her became true.
However, one day she saw a ray of sunlight. Instead of seeing the darkness of her cage, she saw the brilliant blue of the sky. The chains around her loosened just a little, and the cold of winter was replaced with the heat of summer.
A hand shot out in front of her.
"Need help?"
Looking up, Hinata saw the bluest eyes and the biggest grin, with spiky yellow hair and cat whiskers to complete the looks.
Hesitating, she grabbed the hand.
And as the boy pulled her up, she thought, "Maybe everyone isn't so bad."
Once upon a time, there was a girl who was afraid of thoughts.
Now, she thinks she can endure them, just a little.
...4...
...4...
...4...
...4...
...4...
...4...
...4...
...4...
A/N: Is this ok? No one reviewed to the last chapter…UU So, I just decided to do both.
Review!
(And make requests for whatever you want! Include a prompt, if possible.)
