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Now little Lisa is only 9 years old
She's trying to figure out why the world is so cold
Why she's all alone and ain't neva met her family
Mama's always gone and she never met her daddy
Part of her is missing and nobody will listen
Mama is on drugs getting high up in the kitchen
Bringing home men at different hours of the night
Starting with some laughs -- usually ending in a fight
Sneaking in her room while her mama's knocked out
Trying to have his way and little Lisa says 'ouch'
She tries to resist but then all he does is beat her
Tries to tell her mom but her mama don't believe her
Lisa is stuck up in the world on her own
Forced to think that hell is a place called home
Nothing else to do but get some clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back.
Gaara screamed, “NO!” as his father descended on him and for the first time, his sand protected him. His father always beat him and he never knew his mother. He gripped his head as the memories flooded into his head of the beatings… the constant abuse… the raping. Tears flowed down his eyes and he saw his father’s hand going for him again, but this time instead of doing nothing, he ran.
He was going to tell his sibling. Running down the village streets he burst into his home, looking for his brother and sister and found them. They were on the couch, lounging until they were called for another mission. “Temari, Konkuro. Help!” he screamed as sobs ripped from his throat, “Please”! Hearing their brother’s urgent cry for help they raced to him shocked to see him crying on the ground.
“Gaara, what’s wrong,” Temari whispered softly, taking up her sister role. Konkuro just stood behind her, looking at the seen with piercing eyes.
“Father… he… he,” Gaara couldn’t form the words.
“He what?” questioned Konkuro.
“He raped me,” Gaara whispered out, body going rigid and his face paling further. They looked taken aback at this and Temari stood up in front of Gaara.
“It’s not funny to make fun of the Kazekage,” she spoke sternly and walked out, Konkuro right behind her, shaking his head. Gaara looked at them with wide eyes and a shaky body, not believing that they just left him.
Rising, he raced to his room, packing his stuff… he had decided he was going to run and never come back. Jumping from his window, Gaara ran through the familiar back streets of his ex-village and made his way through the gates and into the desert.
He looked back at the village with heavy eyes, threatening to leak with tears. Strengthening his resolve he let out a ragged breath and continued through the raging desert… and away from his ex-village.
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Little Nicole is only 10 years old
She's steady trying to figure why the world is so cold
Why she's not pretty and nobody seems to like her
Alcoholic step-dad always wanna strike her
Yells and abuses, leaves her with some bruises
Teachers ask questions she making up excuses
Bleeding on the inside, crying on the out
It's only one girl really knows what she about
Her name is lil Stacy and they become friends
Promise that they always be tight 'til the end
Until one day lil Stacy gets shot
A drive by bullet went stray up on her block
Now Nicole stuck up in the world on her own
Forced to think that hell is a place called home
Nothing else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back.
Sasuke hurried from the school, not wanting to be hassled by teachers and his fan girls. Iruka had seen his bruises and kept questioning him, but he managed to make up some good excuses.
He looked back to see Iruka-sensei at the entrance of the school with a sad expression. He didn’t need pity and so he picked up his pase. His breath was ragged as he reached the Uchiha compound, but he tried to maintain his composure.
He silently slipped through his front door and tried to make it to his room when he heard a bark from close by, “Sasuke”. He flinched and looked back to see his father with a murderous face. He gulped audibly and yelped when he was picked up by the scruff of his neck, and was dragged away.
He pleaded with his father to let him go, not wanting to undergo another beating for no reason… once again, as tears slipped down his cheek. He screamed over and over as he undergoes a more painful beating than he went through last night, and at the end he was a bloody mess with newly formed cuts and bruises.
He rushed to his room, not wanting anyone to see him the way he was. He scrubbed quickly, trying to clean the wounds and cover then up as best as he could. Bandaging most of them, he went out to meet his brother who was sitting under a sakura tree.
Rushing up to him, he shouted, “Nii-chan”. He sat down next to his brother and talked for a while. He listened to his brother’s tale about his day and then he spoke, “We’ll always be together,” while holding up his pinkie with a genuine smile, and his brother answered back positively, completing the oath.
He smiled and ran to the store, where he needed to pick up supplies for his mom. Coming back a couple hours later, Sasuke was shocked at the sight. There were bodies everywhere… and they were all family members. He quickly rushed to his house screaming for his mother and brother, but only came to the sight of his mother’s corpse.
He was sobbing over her body, when a voice called his name at his back. Looking, he came to see the sight of his brother, covered in blood. He was shocked to be told that Itachi had done all of this, and sobbed harder.
Itachi looked at his brother, speaking in the monotonous way that he did, and continued his long speech, but he was ignored. When Sasuke got back to his senses he didn’t care anymore, and ran up to his room, clothes covered in blood. He packed his clothes in a bag and jumped out his back window… having to get out before other ninja arrived at the scene.
He deftly ran out of the village, never looking back even if it was to check if someone was following. He was going to leave and never come back.
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Little Erica is eleven years old
She's steady trying to figure why the world is so cold
So she pops xxxx to get rid of all the pain
'Cause she's having sex with a boy who's sixteen
Emotions run deep and she thinks she's in love
So there's no protection he's using no glove
Never thinking 'bout the consequences of her actions
Living for today and not tomorrow's satisfaction
The days go by and her belly gets big
The father bails out he ain't ready for a kid
Knowing her mama will blow it all outta proportion
Plus she lives poor so no money for abortion
Erica is stuck up in the world on her own
Forced to think that hell is a place called home
Nothing else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she's about to run away and never come back.
Naruto choked as he was forced to take another pill from the man who was taking care of him, even though he didn’t know what it was. He was raped again by his caretaker before he was given a meager amount of money… then he left.
Naruto stared down at his enlarged tummy and walked to his room… there he picked out a large shirt that would cover it up and some loose pants that could still fit him. He dashed out of the house to a small store that he was allowed to buy things from. He picked up as much food as he could with the money he was given as he passed down the isles.
He quickly scanned a shelf and picked up a small box and slipped it in his pants. He walked up to the counter and paid for his money, never looking into the storekeeper’s eyes. He dashed home, not wanting to face the villagers’ cold stares and bitter words.
He made his way to his apartment, and securely locked it before going to his kitchen to pack up his supplies. Looking around to make sure his caretaker wasn’t there; he locked himself in the bathroom. There he took out the box he had shoplifted. It was a birth control test.
Quickly reading the instructions and taking the test, he was stupefied. He fell to his knees on the floor, test beside him. He curled into a ball, hand protectively around his stomach… he was pregnant. Not wanting his caretaker to find out he picked up all the items and rushed to his room. He packed in a hurry, taking some large and normal fitting clothes for after the pregnancy.
He stuffed his bag with some of the money he saved and the newly bought groceries, also fitting in his pregnancy test, before jumping out the back window. Naruto ran through his familiar back streets until he reached the gate. Moving through a hole he had dug in it, he escaped, taking refuge in the trees.
He wouldn’t let the villagers kill his child and he was going to have it. He ran through the well-known forest and stopped for a second. He looked back at the village that was the source of his problems, with stressed eyes.
He turned his back on the village, like it had done to him. He was running away, and never coming back.
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“Kazekage-sama!” shouted a jounin ranked ninja, “the Shukaku vessel has left the village. It looked like he had packed and retreated to the desert.” His leader nodded and narrowed his eyes dangerously.
“Bring him back, whether he is unharmed or beaten, I want my vessel back now,” he commanded with a deathly voice. The jounin nodded and proceeded to fulfill his Kage’s orders with other jounin.
The Kazekage leaned back in the chair and contemplated the situation. “Once it is brought back… I will have my way with him once more,” he chuckled hollowly.
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“Hokage-sama,” shouted a jounin, but he was cut off with a raised hand.
“I already know,” Sarutobi spoke solemnly, “send out teams to find both Sasuke and Naruto, now.” The jounin nodded and teleported to give orders. “Kakashi,” he spoke again, “what did you find.”
A nin with silver-gray hair and his headband covering his left eye walked out from the shadows. “At the Uchiha compound I found everybody killed brutally, by what we think could only be Itachi,” he started, “and it seems that Sasuke fled. That is not all that I found. There were large amounts of his blood found in his bathroom and I suspect his father beat him.”
Sarutobi stilled as Kakashi continued with his report, “Naruto’s was worse. There were remnants of semen that belonged to Naruto and his caretaker found in many places around the apartment. We know he was raped,” at his Sarutobi narrowed his eyes, “We found some pregnancy tests in the bathroom under the sink and they were all positive. We believe that Naruto is pregnant.”
Kakashi was taken aback and Sarutobi hissed, “Bring me that man, that is an order,” and quickly disappeared. He appeared back minutes later with the man.
“For the crime of raping and impregnating a minor I sentence you to a public death,” the Hokage announced shocking both the men, “You stripped the innocence away from the purest child you could get… and for that you will be punished accordingly. Dismissed.”
Taking the man away quickly, he left the Hokage to his own thinking. “What have I done,” whispered the suddenly very old man.
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