Every morning it's the same boreing routine. Wake up feeling tired, make yourself look presentable, and wonder around Ponyville until you end up saying hello to that pony in front of the flower stand for the fith time, and then go home. Your mind is free to wander around when your in town at least. Inside... It's trapped in that place you wish you never knew. I wait for the mail each day just to say hello to the pleasent wall-eyed mail mare who's smile always seems contagious. And the only time of day I do... I throw away most of it every time. Ads for the newest Quest of Duty game that no one seems to get enough of. Some new shop opening soon. A few unimportant reminders to apply for the Canterlot Music School and a letter. I open the letter and read it, seeing that it's from a friend.
" I just wanted to let you know I'm thinking about you and hope you're doing okay. Don't forget I'm visiting in three days! " An alarm goes off in my head. I had forgotten to remove the medical tape that was holding a bandage over most of my leg before going into town, but I was tearing it off now, throwing it aside. I stared in fear and horror at the sight. I had already forgotten it was only yesterday that I have once again felt the sting of a cold blade and sweet, crimson relief of another poor decition. I already knew what she'd say when she saw me like this.
It was a card she rarely played with me because it hurt the both of us. She'd tell I'm not hurting myself but everyone who cares about me. I can hear her anger and fear ridden voice slowly getting higher as I sit like a little filly getting scolded by their parents. I knew it was wrong. I knew I did some stup!d... Again! But it wouldn't stop nagging at me... Mocking me... She tries so hard to understand but everyone's different... She does her best, only for me to shut her out. I hate myself for it... But I can't do anything about it. I stare at my leg that now looks like Timber Wolves attacked it and tell myself: "This is how it's suppose to be..." over and over until I realize it's been an hour.
I need to clear my head before I do something dumb again. I stare across the room at a small sturdy looking case that seems odly shaped.
It had been my way of letting the world go by without me for some years... I opened the case and took out the contents within. --- It was late as I walked towards a tree in the feild behind Ponyville. A lonesome tree that served as a rest spot for me now stood, casting silver shadows across it's path. I run a hoof across the hairs of the bow to see if they're still well rosined and begin to play the same slow, sad melody I always play... The same old melody that comforts me each night when I feel-... funny, is what I've come to call it. The same old melody only the lonely have come to know... -End-
It was nicely written...But how are you feeling? I'm a little worried..I don't like seeing my friends sad...I want to cheer them up..Is there anything I can do to help you?
Thank you for your comment! I'm greatful that my efforts to spread kindness are appreciated. Here, have some magical kindness powder. *throws rainbow dust* :3
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19 Apr, 2015, 8:06 am
Every morning it's the same boreing routine. Wake up feeling tired, make yourself look presentable, and wonder around Ponyville until you end up saying hello to that pony in front of the flower stand for the fith time, and then go home.
Your mind is free to wander around when your in town at least. Inside... It's trapped in that place you wish you never knew.
I wait for the mail each day just to say hello to the pleasent wall-eyed mail mare who's smile always seems contagious. And the only time of day I do...
I throw away most of it every time. Ads for the newest Quest of Duty game that no one seems to get enough of. Some new shop opening soon. A few unimportant reminders to apply for the Canterlot Music School and a letter.
I open the letter and read it, seeing that it's from a friend.
19 Apr, 2015, 8:12 am
" I just wanted to let you know I'm thinking about you and hope you're doing okay. Don't forget I'm visiting in three days! "
An alarm goes off in my head.
I had forgotten to remove the medical tape that was holding a bandage over most of my leg before going into town, but I was tearing it off now, throwing it aside.
I stared in fear and horror at the sight. I had already forgotten it was only yesterday that I have once again felt the sting of a cold blade and sweet, crimson relief of another poor decition.
I already knew what she'd say when she saw me like this.
19 Apr, 2015, 8:18 am
It was a card she rarely played with me because it hurt the both of us.
She'd tell I'm not hurting myself but everyone who cares about me.
I can hear her anger and fear ridden voice slowly getting higher as I sit like a little filly getting scolded by their parents.
I knew it was wrong. I knew I did some stup!d... Again! But it wouldn't stop nagging at me... Mocking me... She tries so hard to understand but everyone's different... She does her best, only for me to shut her out.
I hate myself for it... But I can't do anything about it. I stare at my leg that now looks like Timber Wolves attacked it and tell myself: "This is how it's suppose to be..." over and over until I realize it's been an hour.
19 Apr, 2015, 8:26 am
I need to clear my head before I do something dumb again.
I stare across the room at a small sturdy looking case that seems odly shaped.
It had been my way of letting the world go by without me for some years...
I opened the case and took out the contents within.
---
It was late as I walked towards a tree in the feild behind Ponyville. A lonesome tree that served as a rest spot for me now stood, casting silver shadows across it's path.
I run a hoof across the hairs of the bow to see if they're still well rosined and begin to play the same slow, sad melody I always play...
The same old melody that comforts me each night when I feel-... funny, is what I've come to call it.
The same old melody only the lonely have come to know...
-End-
19 Apr, 2015, 8:27 am
Hooray, the loser made a thing.
...
Someone shoot me for this please.
19 Apr, 2015, 8:30 am
It was nicely written...But how are you feeling? I'm a little worried..I don't like seeing my friends sad...I want to cheer them up..Is there anything I can do to help you?
19 Apr, 2015, 8:33 am
Gah sorry I gotta eat breakfast. Or my mom won't leave me alone.
19 Apr, 2015, 10:25 am
coolio
20 Apr, 2015, 6:01 pm
hey...uh...*offers you a hug*
How are you? Can I help at all?
21 Apr, 2015, 7:48 pm
You ok? :c
21 Apr, 2015, 8:44 pm
Are you alright? :o
22 Apr, 2015, 5:32 am
But I don't like seeing you like this :c
Is there anythingg I can do to cheer you up?
22 Apr, 2015, 6:27 am
Dude, I'm actually really concerned about you. Hopefully you feel better soon, kiddo. :o
22 Apr, 2015, 5:01 pm
Reply: Thanks for both the comments. And yep, yogurt. XD He really failed on that one.
22 Apr, 2015, 10:05 pm
Reply//
Ahh yeah, we can talk in private if you want. I don't mind. :o
23 Apr, 2015, 3:04 am
Re: then be warned
only cuteness Is coming
//you will have so much diabetes//
23 Apr, 2015, 3:06 am
Reply//
Ah alrighty, kiddo.
24 Apr, 2015, 12:54 am
aww dont worry about me, ill be finee
24 Apr, 2015, 3:12 am
its ok.
its just the loss of a friend
24 Apr, 2015, 5:10 am
Dont worry... My question its not for any logic answer, I was just... I dont know... Just getting people n.n
24 Apr, 2015, 5:45 am
Thank you for your comment! I'm greatful that my efforts to spread kindness are appreciated. Here, have some magical kindness powder. *throws rainbow dust* :3