|The Beginning|
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When she opened her eyes she was a little confused, she was sure she must be dead, she calculated the height, she even googled it.
Well, that could be heaven, but something told her it wasn't.
It looked like a child's room, it had baby pink sheets, a shaggy rug decorating the floor and a white wardrobe in the room, these were the items that first caught her attention, then came the mirrors in the corner and the sharp knives spread out on a desk that faced the window.
Was she dreaming?
But she knew dreams and this wasn't what one felt like, no this seemed extremely real, the sleep right after waking up, the warmth of the sun entering the room in the morning, the softness of the sheets, the pink threads tickling her face, the...
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Pink?!
She stood up (or tried to, since her foot got caught in the blanket and her face hit the plush carpet) and ran to the mirror, her eyes widening at what she saw.
She was a child, but not just any child, her hair was a very pretty light pink and her eyes were a bright light green, her skin was soft and white and her face was a little red (probably from the fall just now), she knew who she was.
But she couldn't believe it, it couldn't be real, it was impossible and yet here she was, as Sakura Haruno, the future greatest medical ninja in the entire Naruto world.
Sakura looked around to find something, anything, that would indicate that this wasn't real, that it was a dream, but she couldn't find it.
Everything seemed perfect, too perfect to have been created by her imagination, the slight wear on the wooden floor due to time, the holes in the walls (which were probably made with kunai), the bed, the wardrobe, the desk, the various books organized on a small shelf.
Hah...
She was in Naruto.
She became Sakura Haruno.
She's screwed.