Prolouge
I had always known there was something different about me.
One. I was adopted.
Two. My eyes were a pale crimson.
Three. I have the most buetiful voice anyone in my village had ever heard.
Why? I'm not to sure myself. I just sang and the words,lyrics and tune flowes. But I never liked working to memorize the lyrics and hitting the notes.
Even when my 'parents' had entered me in the villages school choir....I really never seriously liked it. And evetually the teacher couldn't take it and kicked me out.
My names Ginger I never kept my adopted parents last name and I never knew my real parent's so I just sort of wandered letting people call me what they will.
I'm 14 and damned proud of my body and figure, natrually skinny is what my 'mom' called it, heh sure then why do I strave myself?
I have a cat named Gin-gin whom I rescued when he was 7 months from a shelter, hes become my closest companian after I left my village.
Now I wander, wondering what life would be like if I knew my parent's.
And one morning I found myself at the gates of Konaha passing smoothly through the gates and twirling in the gentle wind as it swept by me.
