[Dear diary...]
It all starts with these two words. Sakura Haruno is just a kunoichi who keep a lot of secrets about her to herself. She doesn't tell anyone anything about her; her parents, her clan, her emotions, her true desires, etc.
She's a gir...
(A/N: Before starting your reading, they will be some major misspelling as the one who write the diary and the one who speak is only a four year old child.)
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[Dear diary,
Today I discuvered what the voice that always talks in my head was. She aluays takes care of me, making sirius situations funny and sad days sunny.
At first I was afraid that I had turned up like mom, who aluays talks alone. But then, she is the only one who knows my wishis, my toughts that I always hide bihind a silly smile.
Inner. She is my inner disires. My inner me, freely expressing herself.
Mom and Dad aren't in love, she said one day.
I already knuw. They are, after all, yunied by an arranged contract marriaige.
Truly, a four year old child who hide behind a masc,
Sakura Haruno, a forever annoying girl.]
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In March 28 of a certain year in Konoha, all cherry blossoms trees in the village flourished in all it glory. A slightest sweet smell comparable to an exceptionally faint smell of lilac can be detect.
A sign that their child had been birth.
Sakura Haruno was a blessing for the Haruno couple. A blessing from the devil itself.
"A girl?!" the weird with dull pinkish hair, styled like a star yelled at an exhausted blonde woman who was lying down in an hospital bed.
Said woman, Mebuki, glared at her husband. "Toned down your voice, they'll hear you." She turn her line of sight to the crib next to her where a cute and fat baby was sleeping, sucking her thumb.
