*she tossed and turned in her sleep.and sighed getting up*why cant i sleep..i am at home..in konoha.i should sleep better*she said leaning on the wall as she looked out the window as the moon's genlte rays touched her skin*hmm..the moon looked even beautifull at the temple i went to.*flash backs of the temple she went to a year after naruto left with jiraya*i went to become stronger...to inhanse my martial arts...but mostly..to get to know myself better.before i left.i began feeling lose.i would be confused as to what "
i wanted" and i would rather say
"you pick.i am fine with anything"I meant no disrespect but.i meant that i wanted to make choices for myself.i knew what was right and what was wrong..but my problem was that.i did everything and anything to make
"everyone else" happy.then
"making myself happy too"I was afraid that if i did something considered
wrong...i would hurt everyone around me..or people would
hate me...
or think i was
mean and
cruel.i was
afraid of.
.everyone's judgement.
my heart.became that fragile. .i wished i could be like lee.or naruto.because they have a
special type of courage..i needed
.to be able to do things and not care what other people think.they would go and show off and be proud no matter what they did.
i felt be-littled and shy..even though i hid it.
my heart had a barrier to help keep a face so people wouldnt worry about me..but inside my heart was so fragile..that anyone's words of hate(everyone who wasnt trying to kill her or were enemies)
would break me on the inside breaking my heart in two.breaking my soul..it became as fragile as glass.lost in my own heart.

thats why i left konoha.when i left .I trained hard.and
my teacher who trained me was
the master of the temple.but i liked to
calling him grandpa.at first the teacher saw no problems in me.i seemed like a good person and so he started to train me.but
he noticed too.soon
of my shyness.and we talked i told him of when
i was a child.i was
kind and sweet but at age 7 people had
picked on me.
wouldnt listen to me and
i would get beaten by
kids older than me for
trying protecting my friends.telling them to stop picking on them i
hated those people who were
mean or tried to
act touch.because
they were bullies..
then i became a stupid brat.yes i said
a brat.
i had become the thing i hated the most .i had worn a dakr red shirt and black shorts.and would act tough.
it wasnt my nature.i think i even acted a bit over board.and
on the inside.i hated it i
hated being like that.i was kind to people but i was still acting touch. i handt really ..told or realized how much i hated being like that till I as about 12 (turning 13.)when i went to the chunin exams and saw naruto.rocklee and the others.
can u belive it.i was like that for about 4 maybe 5 years!all those nights of looking in the mirror.and feeling a pang of sadness.i kept thinking .
being like that was the only way.for people to respect me.to accept me...to listen to me and
stop ignoring me...but
after i saw all those people at the chunnin exams.they got through to me..i wanted to change..no..i didnt want to change..i wanted to be me..to take this mask i had off.but in doing so
i became to
fragile.but i rather had become fragile.then be that person who wasnt me.
.my teacher smiled at me.
he made me perform my justsus ,martialrts.
everything in front of people.at first i protested.he made me anyway.he would gather people near the temple or people in the temple.
i made mistakes at fisrt.
but soon i got over it.i became.
comfortable in front of people.performing and
doing what i love in front of anyone.i finally became me.*she smiled*
my teachers training worked.my
skills even
improved.i
passed even the hardest tests he had.
can u belive it.i got this strong in one year.
i was caged.but i had become free.i would walk through the temple with such joy at night .i would even
pick flowers. 
*sighs*i
loved that temple.i am glad i visit.maybe.i will take neji-san there.i was so happy when i came back*smiles as she yawned*goodnight moon.its late and i am now sleepy*she said getting into the covers of the bed.laying her head on the soft pillow and blankets as she softly fell asleep*
the caged bird was finally free all she needed was a push
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