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“Hello Sakura”
“Hello, Kakashi-sensei”
I can never truly capture how she looks. She appears relaxed but is eagerly seeking relief. Despite being happy with her achievements, she is slowly descending into self-loathing. She seems so alive, yet she is agonizingly digging her own grave.
There's something that just doesn't feel…right
She is the strongest person I know, someone whom people look up to. She is the kind of person who cheers you up and doesn't try to bring you down when you're at your lowest point. Instead, she lifts you up and always makes sure you're okay. She is the kind of person who makes you wonder if Kami made her with her bright hair, the greenest eyes, and the kindest personality. She had this beaming smile that could light up any room she walked into and brighten anyone's day.
But now it’s like a gloomy rain cloud follows her wherever she goes. She has deep dark eyebags and a smile that could rival Sai’s in the fake smile competition. She has a certain posture like she's carrying all the troubles in the world on her shoulders. And her skin gets paler every time I see it like she is severely sick, but every time I ask if she's okay she brushes me off with a simple
“I'm fine”
“Everything is okay”
“Nothing wrong”
But something feels wrong.
Very wrong.
Something dark and sinister; something that even my mind can't fathom happening to her.
I don't even know if I truly want to know exactly what is causing this. I see deep inside of her that she's falling into a pit of despair, losing all the strength to climb out. Instead of asking for help, she's building walls so no one else falls in with her. She's caging herself in so her inner troubles don't reach others. It’s eating her from the inside out, begging to get out, but she longer is afraid of the if and is waiting for the when.
And deep inside, I see that she is following the same path I did years ago, navigating every twist and turn.
And I can’t stop her.