I Killed Fiddy Men, Not Ponies

by LtMajorDude

=Interlude=

A pony wearing a robe hid in the shadows of the trees.

He took out a book and started writing.

It's been a week or something since that unfortunate day
I am forever an outcast...
Why? People ask.
Please, heed my story on what really happened...
...on Earth.
I was once a happy teenager.
I had a loving father, and yet no mother or brothers or sisters.
All was well...until one night...my father accidentally killed himself.
I went to my neighbors and told them about this...
But...
But...

The pony started crying.

They accused me of such murder.
It was too late.
I became wanted.
No one trusted me.
I was an outcast...or...a troll...as they called it on the internet. Heh.

The pony let out a ragged sigh.

Eventually, the world ended and I was sent to Equestria...
I could have started my new life...
But I didn't...
Because...

The pony couldn't control his tears.

What if they were right?
What if I am an outcast?
An outcast!
AN OUTCAST!
AN OUTCAST!-!-!-!-!-!-!-!-!-!
AN OUT...

The pony dropped the book as he fell to the ground, laying in his pool of tears as he wept.

Author's Note:

Based on an incident that happened to me and a certain group.

Comments

[Lag Incarnate]

Well. Some people.

[LtMajorDude]

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?

[Lag Incarnate]

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People jumping to conclusions when the situation should be carefully examined?

[LtMajorDude]

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I know that feel bro.

[LtMajorDude]

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You'll seeeeeeeeeee