to day i lost a friend by the name of slate the pegasis. her mother didn't like the fact thet the type of messages i sent her was inapropret. i am sad now. and the fat is we had a hug war, and i think i will see her soon. my guess is thet her mother didn't like the fact thet she was on the sight. so i am sad, and she lived in canada so even worst. i hate this so much. and now i an even more sad than normal. i will coppy her story over to to word incase her page is deletade

due to some very un help ful ponies i have considered stop makeing storys. and all of you ponys that are hateeing my story fine hate. but i am depressed half the time have school (that i bloww off.) and a life and famly (that dosn't care about me.) if you think i make storys to get hatted, hell no. i write storys to get stress off of me and be happy. and becuase for you certan ponys i am going to just make the fic i want, and it is a gore fic. no origanal ideas all based off one event that

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so i am sick to day. my mom got me up and told me to go to school. it was 40 degrees out thrie so i put on a short sleeve shirt and a B class (army standered metal shirt), and get my ass out side. i am pissed the entire way there with is basicly a mile away. and to make it worst my parents are having a adoption agentcy group to cheak out out the house. and i have to see them and i would just like to sleeps right now. i will have only 1 more of these to day. and it will come soon, but

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On my mind: i have never cared less about school since i started to make fics dayly.

i have a problem and i will disclose later to a few good buddys and friendds

i am friends with a guy that sells drugs and dose magic. pro magic. i think he is satanic.

i hit a girl with a book 3 times. am i a bad person?

i have goten in a lot of wars with slate and it is fun. why do i have to sleep.

my famly got me sick so i can't work or hug my friends a lot.

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so basicly i have a few computer games and i have no ponies to play with. and i suck at them almost every pony out thier lives with a pony and i have no one. i would make john my pony buddy. but i dn't like hw he was created. (i love the guy but the orgines of him are just not what i want to be with me.) [ask if you want to know, i have only one thing to hide and it aint that.] but in real news, do any of ya'll play minecraft or terraria. i am always on half the time and get bord of

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i have gotten 11 followers. a few good friends and 2 (or 3 or 4 i can't count) critasis that help me. thanks to all of you. i will have a party. not just any party , a sex party with a bad ass DJ . and cupcakes just becuase. i hope i have entertained some of you, cuase you have enrtaineed me. and to the 10th follower. you are graet.

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in speech class:

:teacher: "xavier has got a good story, why don't you use that? you arn't going to sinish your story so just do that."

partner: "hell no. he be writing shit about rape and killing. i aint going to do that shit."

me: gigles hard.

TC: "just do it all you have to do is re-write it on the poster, and read it to the class."

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i think you guys just didn't know about these so i will explain. a lot of problems ocurred while i was in the whomb and then i got dyslexia. asburgs was just the schols being a bitch and testing me, cause i never talked, or had friends.

but asburgs is asociated with advanced knolege and anti social behaveors, and they got me at thet.

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name: xavier p. scott/ i am ashamed of my middle name but fine. polonyse.

gender: male.
age: 15
D.O.B (date of birth.): december 8th, 1997.
mental condition/s: dyslexia and asburgers syndrome (aka audtisum)

ocupations: bakeing and helping people with their problems, except love and break ups.
love life: my name is love less, but yes their is someone.
problems in life: lonly fealing and a illness.
nationalitty: white/irish and black/african american

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story two. (i think ill keep this up. and feal free to ask anything.)

ok in math a kid tryed to set me ablaze, once again.

the end.

and i gave my friend a creepy hug. (hugged her head and that was it.)

the eand of ma story. hope you enjoyed