not enough tape

by Pegasusisterpal

Rating: teen
Tags: Drama, Tragedy, Slice of Life, Dark
Length: 408

hi, I'm midnight bloom . . . And this is , the story of my horrible, broken, beat down, life.

Midnight bloom was your regular, average, 13 year old filly , utilities her life was turned up. side. down. Follow her though the junk pile of hers called life as , affairs, betrayal, hurt , and even an evil step mother! Does it's best to ruin her life.

Based on a true story
Teen for language and dark though and conversations

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-05-20 03:37:47 UTC

trouble in 'paridise'

Hey I'm  Midnight bloom and here I am telling you the  horrible story I get to call  my life.

OoOoOoOoOoOoOOo

11 month and 1 year ago

My mom caught my dad cheating. Yes,it was a tough  time. Yes there were tears ,but hey that's life sweetheart. So they finally they got divorced. So, here I am spilling my beans, letting my cat out of the bag, pouring out my heart and soul to all who read this. . .

No laughing at me.  .  . please. . .

OoOoOoOoOoOoOOo

'He can die for all I care' I brood as I sat at my desk, hunched over my latest project. I had, once again, been betrayed. I was getting tired of all the c rap I have to go though. I kept my thoughts and opinions to myself nowadays,well most of the time. 'I hate this,I hate HIM,and most of all most importantly I DESPISE HER!!! ' my angry thoughts were starting to get the best of me. I didn't care. I stood up and walked away from the comfort of my room and art piece, and trotted to the kitchen. After getting a apple, I walked towards the back door, out to the porch , down all the steps and towards the the heavy woods, birch field I think. I live in Transylmania good town for a bat pony like myself we're on the edge of Equestria, we're not on the map. But that's okay most of us are completely content with the small amount of tourists.

  I continued my walk deeper than you would think, I, was heading to the cave tree, a cave with a grassy roof and 'chimney tree' that holds the best tree house around. Me and my best friend, Amara ,( Yea weird, but cool name.) Built it 2 and 1/2 years ago. We enjoy it to this day in secret of course. NO ONE but us know but us and it will be a secret to keep to our Graves. I finally reach it and saw Amara laying on the grassy hill, lookin at the clouds. " Maray! " I called her nickname to her she jolted to a sit up position, facing me with waves of tears flowing down her face " my brother got hurt"  she said quietly. I galloped the rest of the way to the hill.

what happened to me ? To my life?

    Evil . . . .

             tbc