Post by kimi on Apr 15, 2013 9:24:18 GMT -5
Shadows danced in the fading light as the warm summer day ends. Small crickets creaked and the sound of splashing was audible in the small glade. A child’s happy laughter and a cheerful whoop of joy fallowed the splash. Kimiko disappeared under the water and then resurfaced her damp hair plastered to her head. The pool wasn’t very deep it was about five feet deep in the middle, it was fed by a little burbling spring and it was cold. The girl shifted to a sitting position on the sandy side of the pool and took on a serous expression tucking a stray strand of her white hair behind her right hair. She had to think and didn’t need to be distracted by her hair blowing around in the wind. On the upper part of her right arm there was a mark which seemed to be a scar or tattoo. It was a brown in color and stood out on her pale skin.
She was only seven but she had a serous decision to make that would decide her future. Did she want to be a Ninja as was expected of her by her brother and Grandparents or did she not? It was a question that had been bothering her for weeks. She kept away from her home because she didn’t want them to be disappointed with her decision though they said that they would except whatever she chose, how could she do anything that would upset them. How could she believe that they would really be okay with her choice? “On the one hand I would be able to help my brother and the village on the other I would be expected to hurt other people or train others to hurt them. While on the other side I would be free but without the protection of the village and I don’t think I could protect myself. I’ve heard that ninja go after people who leave without leave if they have secret s and have to do what they’re told even if they don’t want to. Maybe Josei would be forced to hunt me. I wouldn’t want that at all.” A frown creased her face and she stared down at the water with a sad look in her eyes. She didn’t know what to do and she couldn’t even ask her brother for help as he had said it had to be her own decision and no one else’s. He had said she had to do what was right for her and she was trying but it was so hard, why did the choices that matter have to be so hard. She thought with a sigh of disappointment that she was supposed to give her grandfather her answer in two days and she was nowhere near making a choice she would have to live with the consequences of for the rest of her life.
Absentmindedly the girl splashed the water with her hand not really seeing it her mind far away in happier times. The days when she played tag with her brother and the older children of the village and when she helped her grandparent run the forge, easy care free days when she talked for hours with the voice in her head and never knew fear or worries or pain which she was with him.
She was only seven but she had a serous decision to make that would decide her future. Did she want to be a Ninja as was expected of her by her brother and Grandparents or did she not? It was a question that had been bothering her for weeks. She kept away from her home because she didn’t want them to be disappointed with her decision though they said that they would except whatever she chose, how could she do anything that would upset them. How could she believe that they would really be okay with her choice? “On the one hand I would be able to help my brother and the village on the other I would be expected to hurt other people or train others to hurt them. While on the other side I would be free but without the protection of the village and I don’t think I could protect myself. I’ve heard that ninja go after people who leave without leave if they have secret s and have to do what they’re told even if they don’t want to. Maybe Josei would be forced to hunt me. I wouldn’t want that at all.” A frown creased her face and she stared down at the water with a sad look in her eyes. She didn’t know what to do and she couldn’t even ask her brother for help as he had said it had to be her own decision and no one else’s. He had said she had to do what was right for her and she was trying but it was so hard, why did the choices that matter have to be so hard. She thought with a sigh of disappointment that she was supposed to give her grandfather her answer in two days and she was nowhere near making a choice she would have to live with the consequences of for the rest of her life.
Absentmindedly the girl splashed the water with her hand not really seeing it her mind far away in happier times. The days when she played tag with her brother and the older children of the village and when she helped her grandparent run the forge, easy care free days when she talked for hours with the voice in her head and never knew fear or worries or pain which she was with him.