time test # 1
Here it is - my first attempt. Actually it didn't go according to plan. I did write for only 15 ( and maybe 1/2) minutes, but, about 10 minutes in, I accidentally highlighted everything and it got deleted when I kept typing. So, after the time was up, I went back and rewrote the first part. I think I forgot a sentence. But that's ok...I'll need to be more careful...damn Ctrl+Z doesn't work here T_T. This was fun. More tomorrow. Oh, and this would be classified as fanfiction: rated G.
You close your eyes and breath in the cool morning air of Konoha. Bird calls interrupt the silence of dawn and you notice the early rays of sunlight against your eyelids. You turn around and look at the empty training ground. It was only two years ago that you decided to become a teacher for three troublesome Genin at this very location. You ponder when it was you last Sakura, busy as ever under the tutelage of Tsunade-sama. And Naruto could be anywhere, annoying Jaraiya with his ever running mouth. You notice your eyes narrow upon dwelling on the third, the Uchiha boy who turned his back on your teachings and embraced the world of the missing. That place of organized crime among skilled deserter ninja. You would be entering that realm later today, when your next mission was scheduled to begin. You sigh and take one last look at the stone monument behind you. You don't have to search; your eyes fall upon Obito's name out of habit. You nod, quench your fists, and begin your departure.
You close your eyes and breath in the cool morning air of Konoha. Bird calls interrupt the silence of dawn and you notice the early rays of sunlight against your eyelids. You turn around and look at the empty training ground. It was only two years ago that you decided to become a teacher for three troublesome Genin at this very location. You ponder when it was you last Sakura, busy as ever under the tutelage of Tsunade-sama. And Naruto could be anywhere, annoying Jaraiya with his ever running mouth. You notice your eyes narrow upon dwelling on the third, the Uchiha boy who turned his back on your teachings and embraced the world of the missing. That place of organized crime among skilled deserter ninja. You would be entering that realm later today, when your next mission was scheduled to begin. You sigh and take one last look at the stone monument behind you. You don't have to search; your eyes fall upon Obito's name out of habit. You nod, quench your fists, and begin your departure.