
Hello everyone...
Welcome!
So... there's not much to say really...
I'm a very secretive person who is horrible at explaining things or basically just talking in general; the only way for me to make sense of things and express myself is through drawing or writing, therefore, I made this account. I think I have at least a little bit of skill in writing. I'm not a completely hopeless cause, but I can't even compare to some of the writers on here; some people are BORN to be writer's, and I wish I was part of that group, but I don't think I am.
I would LOVE to be a writer when I grow up, ... so who knows, maybe I'll write a book in my spare time... I don't really know what the future holds for me...
...Sigh... Lately I've been in this kind of depressive-like state, so some of the recent chapters in my stories could have a slightly angst-like vibe. Hopefully I'll get over it... The cause of my depression is heart-break. My heart was seriously ripped out of me by one person and this person doesn't even know. I'm pretty foolish... I just get really emotional over things that I shouldn't... it's one of my many issues.
Besides that, I'm okay. I'm a nice enough person who likes the better things that life has to offer...
As for my story status... the only thing I'm working on right now is "Mind, Body, and Spirit." This is going to be a very long story... it needs to be long so I can get my point across... I'm pretty bad with multi-chapter stories, but the only way to fix that is to write more multi-chapter stories!
Here are some possible ideas for future stories that I might eventual write if I have the time. NOTE: All of my stories are going to be Naruto related. If you are DYING for me to write one of these stories, then you can message me and MAYBE I'll start thinking the story line more thoroughly... :)
Black and White: I (Sakura) stopped my work, and stared out the window. The white glistening snow fell from the black night sky. Two complete opposites working in harmony. The orange flames of the fire crackled. The heat emanated all across the quiet room, and yet, I still had shivers course through out my body. I know how much you hate being alone… I bit down on my lower lip so hard that I broke the skin and it started bleeding. I lowered my head and stared at the carpet. My hair covered my eyes, and I silently began crying.
Not Even Human: My (Sakura's) father is a scientist, and he is a genius. My mother died giving birth to me, but even with the cost of her own life, I was not well when I was born. I was going to die. But my father took me anyway. He experimented on me and his experiments let me live. He fixed me. My father made me the perfect human. I don’t need food to stay alive or grow. I don’t feel pain. I can’t cry. My IQ is above two-hundred. But something is wrong when I go to school and am surrounded by teenagers my own age. Something is not right… I am not right. I feel like a robot. I want to eat food. I want to feel pain. I want to cry. I want to be human.