あの人は私の友達だった...

That person was my friend... When Mama and I arrived seeking shelter, she was the person who showed us the way to the Hokage Tower, even when she was supposed to be running to class. She was selfless like that.

That person was my best friend... After Mama's death, she promised her home would also become mine. She was true to her word like that.

That person was my sister... She taught me everything there was to know in the ways of the shinobi of the Leaf, ever patient for I was younger and stubborn. She was helpful like that.

That person was my confident... Or in any case, I was hers. She told me her dreams, hopes and deepest secrets as only a child can have. She was trusting like that.

Selfless, truthful, helpful and trusting, yet the wave of warmth that surrounded me when she was around rarely came unaccompanied with bitterness in the air. She was my rival. She had everything and I never enough. Sometimes, this feeling was too strong, and then, she was gone. Without her... What's left of me?