"so how was life when you were younger?was it a hard struggle,were you rich,were you homless?"
I looked to the ground.
"life wasn't always easy...you always hear about equestria being the most friendly place,but...,belive it or not...there was a ghetto,and thats where i lived...."
"But as i just previously said...it wasnt always easy..."
"see my parrents would always argue....when i was 8 they were deciding to divorce...,which only made the fights worse...."
the writer for The Rolling Chrome looked at me shocked,almost like he had never heard that kind'af' detailed responce...
"when did you start getting into rap?and when did you start rapping?"
--------------------------------------12 years in the past ;18 years old--------------------------------------------------
"by the time i really started getting into rap i had a stable job,and i was working hard to earn enough money to get out of my mom's appartment...."
"so where are you gonna go?"
my mom asked.
"dont know..."
i said as a quick responce trying to pack everything i could get.
"listen you dont have to leave..."
i looked her in the eye.
"im not gonna sit here and watch you ruin your life with that parasprite shit!"
she looked at me and sighed.
"i've been trying to get off that...."
"yet you spend your GODAMN MONEY ON IT?"
my voice started to crack and my eyes started to tear,but i didnt care.
she looked at me with hate,i could tell...
"pack your shit and leave."
"listen im sor-"
she interupted me.
"you know what?JUST GET THE FUCK OUT!"
i gave her one last look and trotted out.
"DONT FORGET YOUR SHIT!"
she thew the rest of my stuff out,breaking alot of it.
i could tell she was sad...,and mad...she was also high...,she didnt really have much controll over her actions,but that wasnt on my mind.
i was focused on finding somewhere to stay,and earning enough to make my way out of this area of equestria.
----------------about 2 days later----------------
i slept on the streets for about 2 days,until my friend alowed me to stay at his til' i earned enough.
"thanks..."
"any time man."
he put out a hoof,waiting for a hoof bump.i put out my hoof as we enclosed the closed space between are hoof's making a loud pop when they hit.
"well"
i looked him in the eye
"im kinda tired and i need some sleep for my job tommorow,where do i sleep?"
he guided my upstairs to his room,then he pointed with his hoofs to a seperate bed about 5 inches away from his.
"thanks again man."
"and again,no problem"
