The Right Choice

I love this village. At least, I did. I don't know what made me turn around and betray my friends. My family. I wasn't even past Genin yet, what made me think I was ready to take on the world? What made me think I could leave and never come back?

The same thing that made me think I could be hokage Where was I even headed, I couldn't know where Sasuke went. 

"Ugh, I can't even see down the road here, the most is in the way!"

I ran into an old man, and we both stumbled back. 

"Oh, well. What we got here?"

He held out a hand to me. His smile seemed forced, maybe even scared deep down inside. I refused his hand and got up on my own.

This guy gives me bad vibes, I don't trust him one bit.

With a quick apology, I scampered off. I was still lost, without a hint as of where I should be headed. 

Slowly, the most began to rise.