Taking courage.
Tenten said she had something to give me of Ino's, so I stopped by her apartment to pick it up. I waited until I got home before opening it.
It was the old, red ribbon.
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I cried all over again. I felt so weak for crying all over again, after I felt sure I could promise myself I wouldn't. I knew I could allow myself to feel sad and even depressed again, but I'd hoped I was done with tears. Sometimes I can still hear the Ino that's still with me, poking my forehead and calling me Crybaby Sakura like all the other kids did. I'm still such a baby, even after all I've learned, gone through, and the promises I made to myself.
Maybe I was never meant to be done with tears. I'd almost think maybe I was too soft to be a ninja, but no matter what I think, feel, or do, ultimately I know I will never give up that dream.
Yes. Being a ninja is my dream. At one point, I'll admit it was just an ambition, and a way to stay close to Sasuke-kun. But now, it's something else entirely to me now. It's desire to prove to myself that I am strong. It's a need to give something back to this village. But more than anything else, it's my most sincere wish to protect my precious loved ones.
And when I remember that, I'm not crying anymore.
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Thank you, Tenten. If... there's anything I can do for you in return, please let me know. I think I'd like to get to know you better. I know I would.
The funeral is soon. I wonder if I'll cry again. I suppose it doesn't matter that much. I won't cry forever, and soon my eyes will be clear enough again to look at the future and meet it head on.
Sound has indicated towards going to war with us again. Whatever skills I've learned so far will now be needed more than ever, and whatever talents I can still yet learn might very well turn something to our advantage. I want to be read--no, I will be ready. If anyone makes sure Ino didn't die in vain, it will be me.
It's probably the least I can do for her... as a friend.
It was the old, red ribbon.
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I cried all over again. I felt so weak for crying all over again, after I felt sure I could promise myself I wouldn't. I knew I could allow myself to feel sad and even depressed again, but I'd hoped I was done with tears. Sometimes I can still hear the Ino that's still with me, poking my forehead and calling me Crybaby Sakura like all the other kids did. I'm still such a baby, even after all I've learned, gone through, and the promises I made to myself.
Maybe I was never meant to be done with tears. I'd almost think maybe I was too soft to be a ninja, but no matter what I think, feel, or do, ultimately I know I will never give up that dream.
Yes. Being a ninja is my dream. At one point, I'll admit it was just an ambition, and a way to stay close to Sasuke-kun. But now, it's something else entirely to me now. It's desire to prove to myself that I am strong. It's a need to give something back to this village. But more than anything else, it's my most sincere wish to protect my precious loved ones.
And when I remember that, I'm not crying anymore.
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Thank you, Tenten. If... there's anything I can do for you in return, please let me know. I think I'd like to get to know you better. I know I would.
The funeral is soon. I wonder if I'll cry again. I suppose it doesn't matter that much. I won't cry forever, and soon my eyes will be clear enough again to look at the future and meet it head on.
Sound has indicated towards going to war with us again. Whatever skills I've learned so far will now be needed more than ever, and whatever talents I can still yet learn might very well turn something to our advantage. I want to be read--no, I will be ready. If anyone makes sure Ino didn't die in vain, it will be me.
It's probably the least I can do for her... as a friend.