I am a simple young lad who is an outcast at school that likes to listen to heavy dub step drop. My favorite pastimes are Xbox and reading or imagining Underland fanfics. Even though it is weird that I liked swords and armor I became a weird kid who liked swords and armor. I started to draw in school letting my emotions pour into drawings of swords and armor. Then one day I met someone that messed it all up. A young but scrawny lad named Trenton started to bully me and call me names.

He found my notebook and saw the drawings I had poured my soul into. He ripped them to streds and threw them into the trash. I was blind with grief and sadness and charged at him. I got him good in the gut and the junk. He left a week after and I was exspelled. I was excepted back in but everyone didn't like me. I noticed in their eyes that they feared me to hell and back. I became the outcast that I am now. Soon they started to hate me. I made a few friends but they were all bad influences. Until I met the new girl named Tina. She was the shine of light in my dark pit of sadness. Me and her became closer than friends. People called her weird because she said she had a "boyfriend" until they found out who it was.

They were to scared to be mean. I was truly happy with my life and started to draw again for the next year and a half. Then like all good things she passed on. Her parent had to move away because of financial problems. She moved to California and we stopped being in a "relationship" until she came for vacation to where I was. Our families were close and we let them stay there. I had recently got a phone and I got her number. She went back home and I got sad aigan. We talked over phone every night until a month later she called me with heartbreaking news. She found someone else. Jason, the lucky lad who got his hands on my fair lady.

We stopped all communication until she broke up with Jason 2 months later after the physical and mental damage had set in. She wanted to get back together but I rejected her and never spoke with her again. I soon found something that brought me my own imagination and a little happiness. Reading was my escape into the world of fantasy. I could fly on a dragon and save people. I had friends like a baby wolf when I was a certain character. Then I found the ULC. I loved them and fell in love with Ares.(Not in a sexual way or anything though.)

After the first book he was like me. Sad, alone, desperate and needing someone to help. Someone to lean on. Then I read the ending. I cried because Susan Collins couldn't just leave Ares and Gregor happily ever after. I hoped there was another book but all I found was fanfiction. So I looked at it and it was my thing to lean on. I started reading stories and the hole Trenton started all those years back started to fill slowly. So here I am. Trying to write fanfics while reading and coping with any struggles from past memories and present problems. I have fun reading and sometime I do while writing although other times it frustrates me.

Glad I could tell that all out and know I won't get criticized because of how kind this site already has been. Some ways though that I learn are good for dealing with any anger I have is Xbox. My favorite game is BF4 and my gamertag is my fanfic name. Come talk or chat with me if you ever want to. Ares is awesome!