Over the course of history writers have been under harsh criticism. Most of the time all that happens is some harsh words between the author and the critique. However this is not always the case sometimes when cruel words are said to an author something bad happens. Sometimes those that seem harmless are in fact more unstable then what is shown through their works, and when harsh words are spoken their true nature is revealed. We begin our story at the house of little Jimmy Knoles a vile social pariah. He has no friends nor siblings to spend time with all he has is his mother and his computer. His father left him and his mother when he was but a child; never even giving them a reason for leaving them. Day in and day out all he does is surf the world wide web reading other people's fanfictions and social media; getting a chuckle by posting hurtful words and getting people mad at him. He felt empowered whenever he could make people react. Today he has found a story about a little grey Pegasus who has walleyes. The story itself was about how she overcomes the struggles of being bullied and finding joy in life. The story was littered with poor grammar and misspelled words, but the story itself was very nice and uplifting. Little Jimmy Knoles reads the story and can't believe how many likes and uplifting comments the story has; he grins cracks his knuckles and begins to type on his keyboard.

"This story is complete crap! Maybe you should spend more time learning how to write a proper story then to write whatever this piece of crap is. You should do us all a favor delete your account and take a proper speaking English class. Worst story ever." he leans back into his chair and smiles from ear to ear waiting for the author to respond. However after several minutes of staring at his computer nothing happens he frowns and looks to see if the author was online; they were. Now irritated that he was being ignored he signs in as another user and begins to type again. "I've seen better writing skills from a brain dead monkey! You should take lessons." He sits back a smug grin crosses his greasy face certain that such a cruel of an insult would get a response. After he waits for a few more minutes and nothing happens he gets upset and is about to send another comment. Just as he is about to start typing his mother yells for him to come down for dinner. He groans in exasperation as he pushes himself away from the computer and heads downstairs to eat.

Jimmy makes his way over to the dinner table where his mother and dinner were waiting for him. He sits opposite from his mother where a plate of piping hot five cheese lasagna was plated. Jimmy groans he hates lasagna making sure his mother knows about it. Little Jimmy's mother is a small thing nothing but skin and bones. The tell tale signs of working two hard jobs can be easily seen on her scarred worn hands. Her face is constantly in an expression of exhaustion. Her dirty blonde hair is fashioned in a ponytail. The only thing that makes her look alive are her bright teal green eyes; shining with love and affection. When Jimmy glares at his mother all she does is smile and starts eating the food. After several more failed attempts of glares and groans Jimmy finally gives up and starts eating the lasagna. After a few passing moments of awkward silence Jimmy's mother speaks up.

"So Jimmy what did you do today?"

"Nothing. Just the same thing as always." Jimmy plays with his fork as he talks to her.

Jimmy's mother takes a long and exasperated sigh "Who did you piss off this time?"

"No one I guess they never answered my comments."

"Jimmy you really should be nicer to people. One of these days you're going to cross the wrong person. You never know who is on the other side of that computer. For all you know you could have just insulted a psychopath or something."

"Please! None of those knuckle dragging dolts are smart enough to find their way out of a wet paper bag. Now stop pestering me like a bitch Emily!"

"Jimmy!" She looks at him with a mixture of concern and frustration. Even though she knows that her child is horrible she still loves him;. She stares at her little boy he looks so much like his father. The same jet black hair and well defined jawline; in truth the only thing to her that is the difference between Jimmy and his father are their eyes. Jimmy has his mother's eyes; no that is not quite right his weren't as bright as her's; his eyes glow with loathing and hatred while hers glow with love and compassion. Jimmy pushes his plate away and head back upstairs. She sighs as she looks at his plate only a couple of bites. "One of these days Jimmy I won't be here to take care of you." she grabs the lasagna and puts it in the nearly empty refrigerator; only leftovers and a few 2 liters of pop fill the refrigerator.

After little Jimmy Knoles returns to his room he gets to his computer and smiles as he sees a message in his inbox. It was titled I Brought You A Letter which confuses Jimmy but shrugs it off and opens the message. It read " My, my such harsh words you'll never make any friends like this. You should be nicer to mares. I'm watching you Jimmy." A pair of yellow walleyes are depicted at the bottom of the message. This confused Jimmy how could this person know who he was. He never used his real name and he uses an untraceable encryption code to keep hackers from finding his IP address. So how did this person find out who he was? Jimmy goes to his mother's room and looks on her computer. There was nothing suspicious on it just random games and pictures of the two of them on vacations. So Jimmy goes back to his computer and tries to find out more about this strange letter. He tries to find out who the author is by back hacking to find the IP address. There was nothing there no address no profile or even a hack trap to stop hackers there was nothing but a blank page and a pair of big yellow eyes staring right at him.

His computer alerts him that he has a new message in his inbox. He goes to his inbox and there was another message titled I brought you a letter. He opens it and it reads "Naughty, naughty trying to spy on a lone mare. What if I was taking a shower? What would your mother say? Maybe we should find out? I'm watching you Jimmy." Jimmy unplugs his computer convinced that someone was watching him through his webcam. He goes and grabs some duct tape and covers his webcam. He goes into his mother's room and checks her computer there was nothing there so he takes a deep exhale. Taking a 2 liter of Dr. Pepper to his room and chugging it he takes one last look at his unplugged computer; shrugs plugs it back in and goes to bed.

Little Jimmy Knoles lies in his bed covered in Cheetos and Doritos. Powder residue fingerprints cover his white tank top and whitie tighies. Loud snores resonate from his gaping maw. Midnight comes around and Jimmy's computer turns on by itself. A black screen with the insert command pops up. The words "I am watching you" begin to write themselves over and over on the screen. A loud static sound begins to hum from the screen in the form of broken laughter.

Author's Note

Names are completely random