This is a story that really really relates to what has happened to me lately. I decided I needed to write about it, and I love writing fanfiction. SO this is kinda perfect way to get it out.

Told from Sakura's POV (and all the opinions of hers will be my opinions-- in this story, Sakura is in my position)

*Note: most characters are or WILL get out of character

Starts in Ninja Academy *will probably skip a little bit*

Enjoy

INTRODUCTION

I really hate people. I mean... everyone is so mean and judgemental. Ever since I was little, no one has ever wanted to be my friend. My family came into the village right after I'd started ninja academy and I had to transfer into this village's school. The teachers were usually really nice, but the kids always ignored me or beat me up or told me they'd "secretly" be my friend because their friends would hate them if they befriended me.

It was a few years after I was born that my parents had seperated. And another four or five years before I saw my dad again. I still loved him- I was young, and the young forgive everyone for everything. Plus, I was a very happy kid.

Actually, I met my dad the day of my grandpa's funeral. He'd been better than a dad to me. I loved him more than anyone.

Anyways, it's been years since I moved here and I still didn't have any friends. I mean, I had long distance friends that I sometimes visited. But none in my academy. And it was lonely.

A year or two after my dad was back in my life, something really bad happened when I was at his house. He had his friend over and his friend had a kid, and of course both of our dads were piss drunk.

Let me interrupt this for one second to remind you guys that innocent little six and seven year old don't know if something is considered wrong or gross or immoral.

My little friend I had with me wanted to play a game, you see. And I was all about playing games if it meant I actually had a friend!

He did some really bad stuff to me, even though we were almost the same age. He wasn't trying to hurt me, and I didn't know the difference. But this little game of ours went on for some time.

Apparently, one of the teachers at school notice something weird going on with me and asked me if anyone was hurting me or "touching me".

Being just a ninja-in-training, I just told her the truth. I mean, I didn't know it then, but it was affecting me really badly.

Not long after that my dad and his friend got in a huge fight and his friend moved away.

And still, I had no friends.

Then when I graduated pre-ninja academy, I met a girl named Hinata. She was really, really shy, but really nice too. I didn't have any friends and neither did she, and we ended up sitting next to each other in class.

That was the day my life changed forever.