~ fan fiction Gaara ~ Part 2 ~
As I studied to become a ninja, I realized that I was alone in the world. No one understood me and those who tried became to fear me has I grew older but for some, they embraced it and are still my good friends, like Lea from section “C” and Kenji from section “A” like me. The system in our village is different from others. We have sections for ninjas; there are five sections which are organized by letters which contain 5 ninja. “A” stands for the strongest to “F” being the weakest. Than, there are 3 captains and 2 vice captains above the sections which follow our leader called Chief Armstrong. That’s right the man who discovered me is now the chief of all of us. I am also in the same section has his son. The ninjas who are in the sections are allowed to teach a student of the ages 14 – 17. When Students reach the age 18 they are offered to join a section. They are no tests but hard long years of training. There was a school when I was younger to train anyone who wanted to be a ninja but the program was a failure due to the fact that people feared the power of the ninja and burnt the school down, I remember I cried and I didn’t understand why, but I now realized that it was that hated that I feared of them that made me feel the rage to cry. I was wondered why we never had the system that some villages had like the leaf village or the sand did. Our village didn’t even have a name until he came and named it “Village hidden in the shadows”. It’s named that because our village was only the shadow of another village called the sound but now our village no longer belongs to that part, we were concerned to be a nation.
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