Shortly after becoming a teenager, Scootaloo transforms into something more. Her life spirals out of control as unanswered questions about her past resurface.
(I'm not killing myself. I'm just logging off here because I need to get my life on track. So this is the last time you'll see a blog, story or even a word from me. Sorry for the scare.)
Thanks guys for the kind messages. At the time, I was feeling alone and depressed to the point I wanted to hide from everyone and just vanish without a trace, but seeing this helped me a bit with the issues. I didn't make the other blog because I wanted attention or a cry for help, but to be honest I really wanted to vanish.
Due to personal issues, I might not ever come back online when I sign off. I might come back on later, but all knows. I'm sorry to do this to all of you, but it's for the best.
I managed to get internet from my big brother giving me his hot spot password. So I can write Higher Senses now~ I decided to make chapter eight into two parts since it's taking long to write all in one. Plus it'll feel less...stuffed.
So the first part should come out soon. I don't know when, but hopefully soon.
So Good news I found a place to live for the time being. Bad news it's in a room....inside a house with other people.
Yay me right?
So Im currently using a tablet to reach you guys so expect no update anytime soon because internet cost money folks. Sorry. I'll be writing on Google docs off online like the poor person I am. Til next time folks!
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HAH.
Nice.
...Bit dark.
Gotta love that sense of humor, amirite!
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Like my mom!
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Yeah I see this is where we stop. I took it too far.