Realistic Naruto Fanfiction

My nanny, Lucci Eyre, liked to call herself an independent, modern woman. She used to tell me every day to be self-reliant, do my own laundry and cooking, take care of the kids by myself, and even suggested that I divorce my husband. Later on, I found out that she was actually a social media influencer. Without asking for my permission, she made a series of videos trying to make me look pathetic as a Stepford wife. She also stole my jewelry and clothes. After I fired her, she accused me in the live stream of being a rival female competitor and pandering to men. Then one of her crazy fans tricked her way into my home and poisoned me. When I woke up again, I was reborn to the day I discovered that her social media account had millions of followers. ‘Since you're so into live streaming and making short videos, why not show everyone who you really are and let them see the independent woman that you are?’

As she had wished, I succumbed to sickness in that rented apartment. Fortunately for me, I woke up again to the day I first sponsored Janice.

My brother convinced my father to give me to the principal of an elite high school. When the principal was treating me like a dog, they showed off to the world with the money and the spot in the high school they had exchanged me for. I knew nothing about this and waited for them to rescue me. It was not until the principal showed me a video of how they were living a proud and happy life that I broke down in desperation and helplessness. On my third failed attempt at escape, the principal whipped me with a leather belt until I was almost dying. After that, he let his precious son, a German shepherd, torture me to death. When I next opened my eyes, I had returned to a time when none of this had happened yet. Well, my dear father and brother, do you think things would work out the way you want this time?

Cindy Chase always claims that we're the best of friends, but she lies and says she's out shopping with me when she's actually on a date with someone. She takes her husband's money to help her family but tells him she's lending me the money so I can buy luxury items. She cheats on her husband with her first love because she can't resist him and contracts an STD. Then, she throws me under the bus and says that she only got it because I made her wear clothes that carried the infection. Later, her in-laws come knocking on my door. They break my ribs and watch as I die from the pain!

My roommate had a strange obsession with taking cold showers on the balcony. She claimed it helped detox her body and brightened her skin. I warned her, “You should be more mindful of your privacy.” However, she only laughed, accusing me of being jealous of her flawless figure. Then, disaster struck. Her shower photos were leaked online, and soon after, thugs showed up at our door, demanding to humiliate her. Instead of taking responsibility, she turned on me. “It’s her! She’s the shameless one showering on the balcony!” Betrayed and defenseless, I was dragged into the woods and left to die, my life snuffed out in humiliation and pain. But when I opened my eyes again, I was back on that fateful day—the day my roommate took her first cold shower on the balcony.

Because I had a face that screamed 'pick-me girl', I became the target of my mother's deepest hatred. She claimed that just seeing me made her sick, bringing back memories of my father's affair. In retaliation, she channeled all her affection into helping a child from a poor village, praising her for being kind and genuine while insisting she loved her hundreds of times more than she ever loved me. But then that same girl went behind my back and seduced my boyfriend, and my mother reacted by hitting me across the face repeatedly. "How did I end up with such a shameless daughter? You're the third wheel, and you're accusing her of being the other woman!" Yet when I fell gravely ill with cancer, she was beside herself with grief, begging for forgiveness while praying earnestly. "How could I not love you, my dear? I've made such terrible mistakes…"

At the class session joined by the school leaders and officials from the Department of Education, my lecture PPT was swapped for a sensational "Mistress's Charge Letter". "Charge one. Willingly being the other woman makes her an unsuitable role model for students." "Charge two. Attempting to secure a higher position through sex." "Charge three. Menacing the lawful wife with the absurd hope of advancing through pregnancy." Amidst the leaders and officials, my husband's illegitimate child accused me of disrupting her parents' marriage. In the name of "expelling the mistress to achieve justice", she coerced me, the true wife, into a humiliating bow to the mistress. I confronted my husband upon his arrival, "Care to explain? Why didn't I know that you had an illegitimate daughter?" He responded with a strike to the girl's face. "Where are you from, you unruly child? You're so ill-mannered!"

Para sa mga taong, minsan ng nagparaya para sa pagkakaibigan, sa mga taong minsan ng nagpalaya para sa ikabubuti ng lahat.Ito ay kwento ng isang teenage girl na minsan ng nakalimot sa kaniyang nakaraan. Ikinasal sa kababatang lalaki, sa edad na labing siyam. Makikilala niyang muli ang lalaking minsan ng nagkaroon ng malaking parte, sa kaniyang nakaraan. Mapapalapit muli ito sa pangalawang pagkakataon, na siya namang pag-iiba ng pakikitungo at trato sa kaniya ng naturang asawa.Darating ang panahon na malalaman at maalala niyang muli ang nakaraan. Gustuhin man niyang magalit at kamuhian ang mga taong malapit sa kaniya, dahil mistulang pinaglaruan siya ni kapalaran. Napunta siya sa taong minsan ng nagparaya para sa pagkakaibigan, napalapit siyang muli sa taong minsan na niyang minahal at ipinaglaban.Pilitin man niyang talikuran ang lahat, at kalimutan ang nakaraan, ngunit pipiliin niya paring yakapin at harapin ang kasalukuyan, sa ngalan ng pag-ibig, sa huli mananaig padin ang pagmamahal at pagpapatawad.

"Oo ford! ...ako nga ang iyong asawa na pinabayaan mong mamat*y sa kamay ng ina mo at sa babaeng tinuri kong kapatid buong buhay ko!" walang tigil sa pagpatak ang aking luha habang sinasabi lahat sa kaniya lahat ng sakit na dinanas ko sa kamay ng kaniyang pamilya at sa t*ksil kong kaibigan. "M-maniwala ka sakin hon ...please-e maniwala ka wala akong alam sa sinasabi mo" paliwanag niya habang sinusubukan niya akong yakapin. "Tigilan mo ako sa mga kasinungalingan mo! magmula ngayon, hindi na ako ang dating mahinang si gwen! dahil hindi na ako muli pang magpapa-api sa inyo!" kumalas ako sa pagkakahawak niya sakin saka tumalikod sa kaniya. "Maniwala ka gwen ...ikaw parin ang babaeng pinakamamahal ko-o" tumulo ang aking mga luha habang nakikinig sa kaniyang kasinungalingan. "M-mahal? ...kung mahal mo ako ford sa akin ka naniwala! sa lahat ng tao dapat ikaw yung unang kumampi sa akin! alam mo ba yung sakit na dinanas ko?! ...ford hindi mo alam kung anong hirap at pasakit naranasan ko sa inyo!" Wala paring hinto ang pagtulo ng aking mga luha habang isa isa kong sinasabi sa kaniya lahat ng nangyari mula noong nasa pamamahay nila ako. "Maniwala ka ...wala akong alam sa nangyari, patawarin mo ako kung, kung hindi ako nakinig sayo mga panahong yun" while crying saka nakaluhod papalapit kay gwen. "T-tama na ford! ...tama na! ...hinding hindi ko kayo mapatatawad lalo ka na!" muli akong bumitaw sa kaniya saka nagpatuloy sa paglalakad habang ang agos ng ulan tuloy tuloy padin. "You're the worse man i've ever met!" in her mind Muling nagsipag patakan ang noo'y nais kong pigilan na mga luha ngunit kusa itong lumalabas at ayaw paawat.

Mom dies of rage when she discovers that the bride at my wedding has become Nelly Johnson, Harvey Fisher's business partner. My wedding turns into Mom's funeral the moment she breathes her last breath. Despite that, Harvey insists that the ceremony continue as planned. He even orders me to put the wedding ring on Nelly's finger. "Hurry up and put it on! I'll explain everything to you tonight!" he snarls. I ignore him and leave the hotel with Mom's body in my arms. The wedding ends with a banging success at 8:00 pm. Nelly updated her social media with a post that's liked by tens of thousands of people. "I've finally married the light of my life! I'd like to thank a certain homewrecker for leaving after remembering her place." Harvey updates his social media with a similar post. "Those who are unworthy don't deserve to be loved." I like both their posts in the ice-cold morgue. I comment, "I wish you two a lifetime of happiness." Then, I head home with Mom's ashes. When I enter the house, I see Harvey holding Nelly tightly while making out with her.