Post by Hishime on May 19, 2008 14:40:58 GMT -5
With only a very little bit of money in her pouch, a young girl with a slightly annoyed expression on her face slowly walked through the village. The crowded streets weren’t exactly her favorite place to be. Brushing shoulders with everyone, and not being able to heard her own thoughts because people were talking so loudly. Luckily, today was a nice day. Not too warm but not to cold either. No rain, but not too much sun. In her opinion, this was a perfect day.
Knowing the weather would be nice today, Hishime had decided to go buy some new clothes. The clothes she was wearing were getting too small and started to feel pretty uncomfortable.
As Hishime walked past the many shops, her expression got even more annoyed. After wearing a skirt for a pretty long time, she was getting sick of it. She liked her old style way better, only the bad thing was, there weren’t many shop that where selling alternative styles of clothing.
A deep sigh came from the young kunoichi’s mouth. “Isn’t there any shop with cool clothes?” she asked herself. To be honest, she didn’t care at all what people would think of her. She already knew they thought she was strange, and talking to herself probably wouldn’t be anything new.
She would often be called names, such as b*tch, sl*t, brat, psycho, and other things like that. But, after all those years of being bullied and abused, she was used to it, and didn’t really care anymore.
Hishime’s ocean-green eyes where now focused on the ground. Out of boredom and annoyance, she kicked away a dark gray stone, which was on her path. She sighed again, and lifted her heard to look forward again. “Such a waste of time..” she mumbled to herself.
Knowing the weather would be nice today, Hishime had decided to go buy some new clothes. The clothes she was wearing were getting too small and started to feel pretty uncomfortable.
As Hishime walked past the many shops, her expression got even more annoyed. After wearing a skirt for a pretty long time, she was getting sick of it. She liked her old style way better, only the bad thing was, there weren’t many shop that where selling alternative styles of clothing.
A deep sigh came from the young kunoichi’s mouth. “Isn’t there any shop with cool clothes?” she asked herself. To be honest, she didn’t care at all what people would think of her. She already knew they thought she was strange, and talking to herself probably wouldn’t be anything new.
She would often be called names, such as b*tch, sl*t, brat, psycho, and other things like that. But, after all those years of being bullied and abused, she was used to it, and didn’t really care anymore.
Hishime’s ocean-green eyes where now focused on the ground. Out of boredom and annoyance, she kicked away a dark gray stone, which was on her path. She sighed again, and lifted her heard to look forward again. “Such a waste of time..” she mumbled to herself.