"Mommy, Mommy, come watch! Come watch me do a cartwheel, I can do it now!" A little blonde girl called out and tugged at her mothers Kimono. "Ok ok Rin-San." her mother said as she was pulled along by the little girl. 2
These were the memories that you sometimes were lost in, although you were pulled in to them often they made no impact on your life now.3
"Ok ready Mommy watch!" The little girl now started to attempt a cartwheel. She was in the middle of it when she fell over into the dirt. Her Mother giggled a bit, the girl lifted her tear streaked face from the dirt. Her mother then walked over to her and picked her up putting her upon her own hip. "I-I thought I could do it M-mommy, B-but I couln't... Instead I-i fell down." The little girl sobbed out while rubbing her teary eyes. Her mother smiled and looked at her lovingly. "Rin- San that was great!" The little girl looked up at her mother with watery eyes. "B-but Mommy, I messed up." Her mother wiped off the little girls face with her sleeve. "Sometimes you dont always succeed Rin-San, but what matters is that you tried." The woman smiled with her eyes closed as the little girl looked at her with her head sligtly tilted to the side. "Now come on its getting late, Ill practice your cartwheels with you tomorrow!" The woman said happily. The girl snapped out of her confusement and jumped down from her mothers hip. "OK!" she said taking her mothers hand.4
Why did you have to expierience these memories? These happy memories that tugged at your mind in the back of your head? Not every memory,though, was happy.5
It was a bright blue day out, the sun shone brightly through the thin white clouds. Every thing seemed perfect and you were also with your best friend. You both were inseperable, you had the happiest friendship. You and your friend were both walking through the streets one day, the dusty streets of Sunagakure. "Hey Rin, you wanna go get some candy?!" your friend smiled at you exitedly. "OK!" You smiled back. Before you both could run off to the candyshop you heard laughter. You both turned around to see two ninja, chunin sand ninja. They were both on one of the roofs of the houses. They seemed to be telling jokes and enjoying themselves carelessly, just as any teenagers would be doing. Still joking around they unresponsibly pulled out kunai and challenged eachother to a friendly battle. 6
Having a battle there had to be the most foolish thing... beacuse of what happened. 7
They both threw kunai at eachother, dogding the ones that came at themselves. The kunai hit the sand buildings making them crackle and sprinkle small bits. "Come on Rin-San, its just stupid boys!" your friend giggled a bit, you both were at the age still when you thought boys had kooties. "OK hold on a sec!" you called happily as you bent down and started to tie your untied shoe. You listened to the laughter of the two boys when it suddenly stopped due to some kind of crackling sound. You looked up to see the sand house that you were standing right next to start to collapse. You didnt even have time to move before it hit you and you were buried beneath the warm sand. You blacked out under the impact and lack of oxygen. Forunatly towns people had unburied you. When you woke up, you asked "Where am I?" You were laying down in a bed and someone put there hand on yours and held it. "Rin-San, your in the hospital." You heard your mothers sweet voice speak. You were comforted by her warmth and you sat up. You felt your eyes open but saw nothing but darkness. "Mommy? Why is it so dark?" You moved your hands out in front of you, reaching out to see if anything could be there. "Hmmm? What? You cant see me?" you felt your mother grab your shoulders. "No Mommy I cant see anything. Whats wrong with me?" your mothers voice sounded alarmed. "Someone call the doctor in here!"8
You later found out that when the sand hit your head it messed up something in your eyes, making you go permenantly blind. This was just the start of that little girls non existance. 9
"Mommy? Why did I get this? Why did I go blind? Did I do something wrong?" you asked. You were in your own house now, sitting in the living area. "No, No honey, you havent done anything wrong. Sometimes these things happen."10
Your mother was close to you in that time when you were getting used to eternal darkness. You spent more and more of your time in doors, locking yourself away from the world. One night you heard your father come home. Your father was rarely home, and when he was home he was drunk. He usually sat on the couch like a lifeless lump of flesh. But little did you know that this night would be different.11
You listened to the raised voices in the kitchen. Your mothers sweet voice and your fathers slurred voice. You walked into the kithcen wondering what they were fighting about and wanting to stop it. You heard your mother yell at your father "Put that down! Put down that knife now!" right after that was said you heard a blood curdling scream and the thud of a body hitting the floor. "M-mommy?" You spoke out after a long silence. Tears came to your eyes and rolled down your cheeks when you heard deep breathing from only a few feet away. This breathing was not of your mother's. "Now its your turn." your fathers voice spoke slurred. You gasped, "W-what, no no!" you backed up in to the counter as you heard your fathers heavy footsteps come towards you. You felt for anything on the counter, anything that could help protect you. Your hand felt the sharp blade of a knife. You gripped your hand tightly around the handle before swinging it in front of you. You heard the wreched scream and the slice of flesh as you fathers throat was slit. The body fell hard to the floor. You breathed deeply as tears streamed down your face, the bloodied knife still in your hand. You felt the warmth of your fathers blood rolled down your hand. The knife fell from your hand and clanged to the floor. You took slow steps through the pool of your fathers blood towards your mothers lifeless body. You touched her cold cheek and felt a stab wound in her heart. You sobbed, buring your head in your arms atop your mothers dead body. The whole time asking yourself why? 12
Your days mainly consisted of being locked away in your own darkness. Your friend did see you occasionally but not very often. When you did see her she told you how different you looked, she told you that your hair had now turned to a dark Black, your skin had turned pale, weird things were happening to your features such as those. You didnt cry as much anymore because you simply were never reminded of the horrible wittness of your mothers death and the murder of your father unknown to others. You were simply lonley now. 13
"Rin? Do you wanna talk?" your friend asked. you were at her house today. You sat upon her bed, ".... no" your voice had grown deeper and quieter. "C'mon Rin talking will make it better. I mean you must want to talk about your parents dying? Arent you sad about it?" this filled your mind of the memory of the horrid night. "I DONT WANT TO TALK!" you yelled as tears welled in your eyes. You felt your friend grab your shoulders. You lifted your head, "Its ok to talk..." her voice faded into a stutter. Her grip loosened on your shoulders and you heard the thud of her body as she fell to the ground. "What whats wrong?!" You bent down to her and felt for a pulse, but found none. What had happened? You ran your hand over her face her eyes were wide open and you could feel that her facial expression was in horror. Her chest no longer heaved up and down with the rythym of breathing. "W-what h-happened?" You sobbed. "Dont cry over a life so worthless." a cold voice spoke. "Wh-whos there!?" you said alarmed. The voice seemed to come in your head, "My name is Oroka." "Where are you?" You asked. "Walk forward." the voice demanded. You sniffled and took slow steps forward. "Now reach out." you did as you were told and reached out. You felt cloth and grabbed it. In your hands you felt your friends doll, a rag doll. You remembered it, you remembered it had black yarn hair with threaded black eyes and a grey dress. "H-how are you t-t-talking?" you were pretty freaked out by this. "You are a very special child Rin. You are one of the few that can hear my voice. .... But if you must know more I am as you would call me, a demon... I am trapped inside this play thing... this doll." You felt the dolls stringy hair. "What amazing eyes you have Rin, it seems that they have changed to a bright red color." you gasped. "What... why?" "I havent a clue why your features are changing, but I do know that your friend there died becuase of you." The dolls cold voice echoed in your head. "H-how?" "It seems that your eyes shown throught them your own pain from your own heart. In other words when your painful mermories came to you your friend there looked into your eyes and felt your own pain, which her own heart couldnt take. You keep the pain bottled inside of you, and then you give it to other people." 14
Your past was basicslly made up of that. Oroka became your eyes, she thought for you, she almost even fought for you. She helped you track down the two boys who had caused you to live in darkness. Its then that you learned that if you listen to her she will tell you how to move in order to fight. Lets just say that she also told you to painfully kill those two boys.15
(End of thoughts)16
"Rin! Stop daydreaming! Espiecially about that worthless little past of yours!" Oroka yelled at you. She could see your thoughts, she was now tucked safely into your cloak pocket. "I am sorry Oroka-San." You said walking through the forest slowly. "It seems that we will shortly be having company." her voice was low. You smiled, "....Good"17
Author notes
This is my very first story ever. I made it a few months ago on quizilla but I want to put it on here to see what people have to say. I am on the last chapter of the story (25th chapter i think) and yes, I know this chapter is bad and that I was an exetremly bad writer but I have been practicing with my 25 chapters and I promise you the writing does get better. Anyway please ignore the writing and just follow the story. I came up with this story myself and I had no help so it is mine. Yah. If you wanna see my profile on quizilla my name is bloodiedxtearsx. Please comment! Thanx (and dont tell me its bad I already know) Oh almost forgot, the first part of the story is in 2nd person but it changes to first person soon. Sorry about that.
Is it bad?
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it's an interessting way of writing, engaging and strong.


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no not even close to bad
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Thank you!!!
Thank you all for the comments! Even though some of them may be negative... I appreciate them though. So thanks again! All the chapters are written already, I just gotta put them up which is a very long process. So they shall be up soon.
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Hey, considering it's your first story, it's not all that bad. I mean, there are a lot of things that can be worked on. Firstly I'd just like to point out some typos.
Paragraph one, "b" should be lower cased in blond. Last sentence of first paragraph, the "S" in she should capped.
I spotted a few of them, but I just wanted to do the first paragraph. I don't want to seem like a hypocrite by pointing out everything that's wrong. But you might want to read over and check them.
I think you've got something interesting going on here. I sort of pity the main character - I mean, she went blind and then had to, well, *hear* her dad kill her mom, and then had to kill her own dad.
One last thing, I know it's your story and everything, but it's sort of odd when everything is written as "You said, you did," etc. But then again I have read a very great book that did the same thing.
Anyways, fairly good job for a start on a new story. Feel free to contact me anytime for anything.
-Sixteenrainings.
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Are you serious? This is really terrible writing. I can't comment on much. It's just bad. You need to improve on...well, let's see...plot, characters, writing style, diction, syntax, tone, grammar, vocabulary, spelling, typing, and dialogue.
Oh, and as to your whole "the writing gets better, please read my other chapters" plea - nobody is going to want to eat the main course when the appetizer is "turds in a blanket". Improve on this, PLEASE. -
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Aren't you a guy anyway?
I'm sorry but I wouldn't expect this story to be read by the boys. It was specifically written for girls. Thats why it says "Itachi Love Story". I mean, yeah, guys can read it if they want to but I don't think they would like it very much. I'll have to agree with you that it is a pretty bad story but I'm still just wondering why you even clicked on it? -
Are you CRAZY?
This is the best story in the whole world! I have read the whole thing before and it does get better! The only person who needs to improve, is you , and your niceness. :| -
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Perhaps you should pull your head out of your ass and learn to appreciate legitimate writing.
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What?
Wait, what are you saying? I think there is some misunderstanding here... why are you swearing at me and insulting me? You already did before and I was nice about it and thanked you for your constructive critisism in your comment. I wasn't rude to you so why are you being rude to me? Ever heard of manners?
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I think you story was great! It really drags you into it. ^^ And it's not bad at all. I didn't see any spelling mistakes anyway. ANd it flowed pertty well. ^^ I really like it. Can't wait to read more!!!! XD
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yep it sure is. I wrote it a few months ago but my writing has gotten ALOT better so yeah. Thank you! ^.^
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Wow.
It is interesting, i'll say that.. and i believe you when you say that this is your first try at this... you did wonderful job at your first attempt. And i think its great. I hope you update soon!



