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The Life Of A Ninja

	The Beginning
	The Beginning


She was a new years baby girl born on January 1st. Which was the first qualifacation to get into the Arch Ninja Academy. On the second day of her birth she could run ninja speed all over town. Which is the second qualifacation. Last, she could run up a wall and go straight up until she whacked onto the ceiling by her 5th day of living. This wasn't even a ninja qualifacation... It was better, all the head masters of the ninja academy knew she would become one of the greatest ninjas to ever walk this Earth. (I am now starting the story from Akarie's (the baby girl) point of view) I woke up after my third time of trying to break the ceiling with my face. It' was a lot harder than one like myself might think. Though I have noticed that most of the other baby's don't look like they even have a brain, which is why everyone thinks I'm a bad influence on the other babies just cause I can already run really fast and run up walls when the babies couldn't even crawl yet. I usually keep to myself though because I'm afraid one of them is going to start gossip about me. ninja As I continued to think to myself my mother came swooping in wearing all black so that you couldn't even see her face. She scooped me up in her arms and started using a voice that people only talk to puppies with "who's a creepy baby that's going to be abandoned, you are your the creepy baby". I looked up at her in disgust soon realizing what she had just said. I was so shocked that I didn't even bother trying to talk to her. As she walked through a door I noticed that we were leaving town and heading towards that creepy old palace that was haunted. We soon arrived and she walked up to the door and slowly started banging on the door. After about the fifth knock an old man opened the door, he looked as though he had been fighting of ghosts or something. He looked at me with one eye and with the other he was looking at what was in my mother's other hand. Hmm I don't remember her carrying that before, I sniffed at the air and smelled freshly baked rolls. He shook his head in acception and took me and the rolls inside. ... To be continued tomorrow. ninja White-Ninja561 · Tue Jun 16, 2009 @ 05:12pm · 0 Comments


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