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// Chapter one: Strange calls 
// Story: The Door: Dark Mist 
// by ponypony2323 
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  The morning after the funeral I woke up feeling very Depressed. I decided that I wanted to kill my self, but when I got up to get the Box cutter the Phone Rings.


RING! RING! RING! I pick up the phone with my hooves, and say Hello. I here some sickly sounding stallion over the phone.


The stallion says, "Scootaloo I am sorry for not being there for you all these years, I am your father Scootaloo."


I reply, "What the fuck you bastard; you come right out of the blue and tell me that your my father, but why are you calling anyways?"


My father, "I understand why *cough* you are *cough* mad at me, but anypony wold be mad at their parent if they left them and has not see them since they were a fol, but Scootaloo I am very sorry for leaving you with your asshole mother whom abandoned you."


I reply, "Are you all right, you sound very sick?" I say worryingly.


" The doctor said that I have some sort of unidentifiable disease that was eating me from the inside out. I only have Roughly three*cough* *hack* and a half hours to live." My dad said weekly. 

My hart sank ever deeper, and a tear ran down the side of my face. I felt worried and sick, but that erg to kill myself blow over.


I yell " Where are you? what hospital?" I respond worried.


"I cant tell you that Because I have very bad Ponies after me, but Scootaloo in my will I left you my house *Cough* deep in the Ever Free forest, I need *COUGH* *GARGLE* COUGH* *VOMIT* Uuuuuuu......................... My father said .


He died before he could tell me about what was up with the house. I start shading tears all throw my bright orange coat. I then went to the front door and opened it with a creek.