The story I created a year ago when I was but a little newfag. But really, it was so long ago it wasn't even green text format...
 
>This is a story about a man who would change a lot.
>And would change the people around him even more.
>This is a story about you.
>Your name is Anonymous, and your story begins here.
 
>Today was like any other first day of school, it sucked.
>This was also a new school for you so it made it even worse.
>On the good side, you hadn't met any assholes yet; and hadn't been bullied or picked on yet.
>Yet.
>You were an easy target for them, not a nerd or a loser or something like that.
>Just an easy target.
>You are a loner, you hardly have any friends.
>And the ones you did have were barely friends, just people who didn't hate you enough to not be around you.
>Always wondering why they hate you, or just act like you don't exist.
>You shrug it off, because what else can you do?
>As you walk to your next class, you see a group of people stopped in the hall.
>You recignize the girl from middle school, "Fluttershy?" you say under your breath.
>There is a guy twice your size yelling at her, you can feel yourself getting angry FAST.
>But this guy could kick your ass in a heartbeat...
>He would have you on your ass in ten seconds flat.
>All of a sudden, you hear a loud smack.
>This asshole just hit Fluttershy.
>You lose it, everything goes black and when you return you were on top of the guy who was yelling at Fluttershy.
>You had beaten the shit out of him.
>When you look around for Flutters she had fled already.
>You find her huddled in a corner down the hall.
"Are you ok?" you ask.
>"Y-yeah." She says.
>You don't think she really is, but you take her word for it.
>"A-anon?"
>"Can you ... maybe help me with homework?" she asks weakly.
>For anyone else in the world you would have said no.
"Of course I will Fluttershy." you say.
>She explains to you what she needs help in and that if she doesn't bring her grade up, she can't work at the animal shelter.