Disclaimer: I really havn't talked about anything That i don't own yet...but for the future, I do not own Naruto, or Rouroni Kenshin. Sadly... :(
Chapter 2: Walking through the past
You wake up to the sound of cars and people walking down the road. You streach and sit up. You feel a little dizzy. But it soon leaves you and you stand up. it had stopped snowing and you brushed the snow out of your hair. You keep on walking. Over the day your throat becomes soar and you look around for a source of water. You come to a park where there is an abandoned water bottle. You pick it up and drink what is left inside it. Then you throw it back onto the bench where you had found it. You then keep walking. You see that you are entering another city. You walk past the sign. This city doesn't seam very populated and about every so often a car would go by and a person would walk by, but it seamed like a city that was once popular because there were many places to go into like shops and resturants, but nobody was in them. they all had bars on the windows and doors and didn't look like they had been opened in years. You came into a neighborhood where little 3 story houses were. Maybe I should stay around here." you think. "Its so quiet, i don't think i'll be seen." You go around the little block you were near. Now it was about 6. Dinner time for normal familys, but you had no money, or dinner. You keep walking along the slushy streets and past many tall, old trees. This must be an old neighborhood. you think to yourself. You find an aly between 2 buildings and sit. There is a thermometer outside someones window, from where you were you read, 30 degrees F. Just thinking about the temperture made you feel even colder. You tried to zip you already zipped jacket up more, but it was as high as it would go. You went into a corner and tried to sleep off your hunger. But you kept waking up in the night. You woke up just before sunrise with a bad headach. You felt terible. Your throat hurt and your head ached, and you felt lousy. You never had a great life, but before your parents died, at least it was better. You wern't an outcast, you wern't treated like dirt. It made you angry just thinking about the people you knew in your life. Nobody, not even your parents had really cared about you. You were worthless. Your one hope was getting to a place where other people like you were. That was what the other children said, even your grandparents, and your parants. You were always said to be the kid with no parents. So everybody had to be nice to you. You hated being pittied!. Hated it. People would say hi to you as if you were retarded, as if you couldn't understand. But it wasn't all there fault. The adults in there life told them you were different. Told them to treat you nicely. But you didn't return the happy-go-lucky attitude they gave you. You got into fights frequently. You were expelled from 2 schools.Your parents only cared that you were nromal. but they made you un normal. Your grandparents didn't give a damn about you. They didn't like your family. They were on your mom's side. They hated your dad deeply. They wanted your mother to had married someone with a lot of money. But instead she maried a drugadict. and they seamed to think the whole family were drugadicts. When your parents died, you went to live with them and that was when your life went even worse then before. You stayed in your room for almost the whole day. It was in your room and out the door to school. Then back to your room again. You had no friends. Once you were 18 you had no money for collage, but you worked at a resturant for about a year and then it went out of buisness and you had no place to go. Not even any of the workers there would take you in. So it was on the streets. Thay was how it had been. and you were supprised you were still alive. The end will come soon. you thought...Hopefully sooner then i think.
