Oh,hey you!I didn't see you come in here.Maybe you'd like to learn a bit about me,huh?Well,it all started when I didn't have my cutie mark.(Yes I have my cutie mark,try to guess what it is)I had a problem because my parents we're mean and abusive,byt Miss Cheerilee said that everypony loves their young and just shows it in a special way.I didn't believe this though,because my mother usually called me a "slut" and a whore",not to mention "a worthless peice of fucking trash."The words she said to me were hurtful,but I just kept a smile on my face,so nopony would ask me why I looked depressed.It still happened for days,weeks,months until one day I snapped.
I came home with a special "toy" for my mommy,and I wanted her to see it.When I asked her she said she was to busy to be playing with a "brat" like me.This made me even angrier,but she finally came after a few minutes.She asked what the buck it was and I showed it to her.It was one of my favorite knives,and I decided to show her what it can do to a pony.I decided to love her more then she ever loved me.It was alot of fun and I didn't even know that Pinkie came into my house.
Apperently,my dad's number came up for the cupcake drawing.I was so happy that I got to do the same thing to my dad,but I later found out that he saw what I was doing at hung himself.I was sad that I didn't get to work with my dad,but Pinkamina told me I could have my fun back at the basement.So I grabbed my knife and cut my dad down,it would be supicious dragging a dead stallion around,so Miss Pinkamina put it in a bag and we left off for the basement of Sugarcube Corner.
