Kyla (age 13) POV:

After awakening the mangekyo sharingan I began training with it, like sensei wanted too and along the way I've learnt tsukuyomi which is what I assume Itachi had me under that night and  amatarasu which is a black flame that I can ignite with my eyes but it can also only be put out by my eyes, I also learnt kamui, which apparently was Shisui's speciality, i don't remember that much about Shisui but i do remember that technique, it really hurts my eyes to preform and it sometimes makes me bleed but i can feel my eye paralesis growing each day. 

I looked down at a scroll on my bedside table, this scroll contains my fathers eyes, I know what they're for now, it's so i wont have eye problems when i use my sharingan too much, Fukka-sensei was telling me that he will have them transitioned into my eyes when our training is over so we can start a new kind of training, and he thinks that will be by the end of this week, I think its weird to have eyes transplanted into your own, especially if those eyes belong to your father! But it is what he wanted done with his eyes and it may save my ass in the long run. 

I walked out of the house and down to the docks, where once again the lake was frozen, I ran my fingers over the ice barrier before closing my eyes and reopening them with my mangekyo sharingan, I stared at it in the reflection, tracing the curves of the black markings in the reflection, the sharingan... Its a curse of hatred, yet I feel no hate, I know my once caring big brother killed my family but they aren't dead... not really, I see my mom every day in the mirror and my father in my pride, my aunt is in my attitude and my uncle is in my intellect. They aren't dead they've just taken form in me. Nobody really dies, they just leave of sight, ironic as our clan has the strongest eye powers. I miss them, mom, dad, Itachi, Sasuke, they are my family, I know if I was there that day I couldn't have done anything to save them, I could never hurt Itachi or Sasuke with killer intent, and there was a time Itachi was the same... What happened back home?

I felt a hand rest on my shoulder pushing me out of my trance, before he sat down with me staring out over the water.

"sensei? what kind of person am I, Am I a bad person? I dont hate Itachi, he's my big brother I cant help but still love him, but he killed my family..." I muttered to him not taking my eyes off the water but i did sense him turn towards me.

He took a deep sigh and thought for a second before saying "We are humans not fish, we don't know what type of people we truly are until the moment before our deaths, as death comes you will realise what you are, so what you truly are is up to you, but what I think you are? Strong. You're a strong kind independent woman, who refuses to take no for an answer, you think your funny with little tricks and jokes even when they're absurd but it all adds to your personality, you're a smart young woman who is a fine ninja, I can't see you doing anything but improving" 

two weeks later: 

I've finished my training and had the eye surgery, i'm allowed to remove the bandages now

I unravel ed my bandages to reveal my new and improved sharingan, this enabled my eyesight to improve and i felt stronger than ever. 

Now to train the new eye.