Arachnophobia or Arachnophobia- Fear of spiders.

Asthenophobia- Fear of fainting or weakness.

Athazagoraphobia- Fear of being forgotten or ignored or forgetting

Autophobia- Fear of being alone or of oneself.

Chiraptophobia- Fear of being touched.

It been a long time since he had this problem. He had thought he was over it. But he could still remember the nights spent under his bed, and having the spiders crawling all over him. He could remember wanting to scream, and yell. But he was too frightened of them finding him. He could hear them yelling nasty names at him like "Monster!" or "Demon!" he didn't know then why they would call him that. But there was other things he had wondered, too. Like why he didn't have a mommy or daddy to read him bed time stories or to hold him when it thundered and lightning outside. He wondered why he had to pay for his own food, when the other children had money from their parent's. Or why most of the time he went hungry while his classmates were always so well fed. He had always wished their was someone to hold him when his power had gone out because he couldn't pay the electric bills. He feared to be forgotten but it was already happening, the Sandaime hadn't checked on him in months. But he didn't blame the old man, he knew he was busy. But who would want to check on a demon anyways? He knew wouldn't get out of this alive anyways. He was already ignored and was on his way too be forgotten. He was almost ready for the voice to take over. Nobody remembered Naruto, they only remembered the Demon Child. The voice had been talking to him ever since he could remember. Saying things like "They don't even know who you are anymore, nobody has checked on you in months. Why don't you just let me take over?" Back then he hadn't want the voice to take over, because he still believed somebody remembered him, but that hope diminished and he was so tired. He just wanted to go to sleep and never wake up again. He didn't like to be alone. But he had no choice. Nobody liked demons, so who would like a demon child?

He heard a knock at his door. He had almost forgotten what a knock on the door sounded like, because it had been so long. He went up to the door and opened it. It was the Sandaime, finally checking on him.

POV change

After looking at the small child, he almost cried. He was so small and he looked starved. The small child looked at him, though the child looked hurt and betrayed, he still smiled at him.

He began to reach for the child, to hug him, but the child looked scared and ducked away and slammed the door shut. The old Hokage looked up at the heavens and asked himself "Why?" And left to go back to the Hokage's tower.

Naruto POV

He didn't want to be touched. Not even by the old man. He couldn't stand to be touched. At all. His voice said never let anybody touch him. Because he was the voice's.

The blonde haired child walked back to his bedroom and laid down on his bed. He felt like he could never get back up. He hated being this weak. But he was just to tired to get back up. So he rolled over on his side. And fell asleep, little did he know, he would never wake up again.

Somebody (a shinobi) had come into his house and stabbed him right through his heart. The shinobi had thought he killed the demon child. But the only thing he killed was Naruto's spirit. The Kyuubi had taken over his container's body. And killed the shinobi.

The only thing left of Naruto was a little blonde child in Kyuubi's mind playing in a field full of flowers.