Dear Uzumaki Naruto,
I never understood the way they treated you. So cold and indifferent... I used to see you on that old swing, crying softly. You were too proud to tell anyone of the pain you felt inside so you covered it up by being obnoxious and by pulling pranks. But no matter how hard you tried, no one treated you any different. To me, though, you were Naruto, not “the fox-boy” or “the nine-tailed demon fox”. To me, Naruto was Naruto...
Then we became shinobi. We started going on missions together and *chuckles* you always goofed up, one way or another. You were so cute! I could
