Author has written 5 stories for Naruto.
Hello, everyone, the name's Sora, I'm a twenty one year old girl who likes writing stories. Now, I have five stories in my list. They are all Naruto. *Fangirl inner scream!*.
About my Stories:
I have posted the updated version already~ *inner happiness* I also have a clear idea on how I want it all to end, but really heads-up, people who dislike inc*t shouldn't really be reading this loool ~
It's finished people! =D My first story had came out finally, and dare I say it's very everything I had imagined? I liked the vague ending, the unknown destiny before the two and I know some of you who love Hinata out there had probably wanted to throw a knife or two at me. But what to say, she just seemed like the perfect scapegoat! Yet, I'm unhappy with the grammar mistakes that some of you, lovely reviewers, have paid my attention to. T_T Unfortunately, I won't be able to correct them all since revising the whole story now is a bit impossible for me to do, but...one day, I'll fix them, promise!
Ai no Basket:
My greatest masterpiece, is finally complete! I couldn't be happier with the result it got! And as per a dear reviewer's request, I will write a small sequel to it one of these days :D
My fourth story, which stands for 'Heal Me' in Spanish...hopefully lol. I slept all through my Spanish classes so my memory is very vague in it xD. But I'm in love with this story! It's finished now and anyone who wants to read can, it's lovely and cute!
Tears of Glass:
I had always wanted to write me a story where Naruto is human and Sasuke is a ghost, and I finally did. Finished! My fifth story finally done I love this story so much and hopefully anyone who reads it would feel the same way I do.
That's all I would like to say for now. So relax, enjoy my stories as much as you can and be on the lookout for new stories in the horizon. Thank you for stopping by!
OBITUARY FOR THE LATE MR. COMMON SENSE!
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.
He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: Knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and Maybe it was my fault.
Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6 year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.
Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get Parental consent to administer Calpol, sun lotion or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.
Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.
Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.
He was outlived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.
RIP: We shall remember
If you can read this message, you are blessed, because over two billion people in the world cannot read at all:
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uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal
pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a
rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't
mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the
olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer
be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl
mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.
Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed
ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.
Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas toghuht slpeling
was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!
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Bye and take care =).