As you've seen my life can sometimes seem pretty rushed. But it isn't always like that.
Sometimes it seems the most painful parts last the longest and are the hardest to forget.
But sometimes we need to look on the bright side and make others happy even though we are not happy ourselves.
That's another thing I thought I should tell you I learned so I hope you enjoy this next part.
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I had woken up an hour earlier than planned that morning. I had to. I couldn't let my dad get me and keep me here! I didn't want to let mum down!
I steadily, and silently, got to my hooves and pulled out my suitcase. Carefully, I wheeled it out my bedroom till I got to the stairs.
I held my breath. This was going to be the biggest risk I had ever taken but the best one for sure. I swallowed my fear and lifted the big suitcase down the stairs with ease. I then checked the hall for any sign of my parents before pulling a scrawled note out one of the suitcases pockets. I then proceeded to leave it beside a picture of my and my dad but stopped dead as I dropped it silently.
"Shutter Bug? Is that you dear?"
I instantly recognised the sharp edge to a seemingly calm tone of voice. Dad. I can't believe he is up this early! I thought he would still be asleep!
"Uh.....h-hi Dad?"I shakily replied.
"What are you doing up this early?! And why do you have a suitcase! Are you......running away!?"
"Dad, I swear this isn't what it looks like!"was all I could mutter before he came down the stairs and grabbed me by my shoulders, pinning me against the wall. I was terrified about what could happen. My dad was an aggressive stallion when he wasn't pleased.
"HOW DARE YOU! AFTER ALL I'VE DONE FOR YOU, YOU LEAVE LIKE THIS?!"
"Dad! I'm old enough to make decisions for myself! You can't tell me what to do anymore!"
"Oh can't I now?! Well I can keep you here as long as I want and there's nopony who can stop me!"
"Apart from me!"boomed a silky, smooth voice. I looked past my dad so see the familiar shape of my mum. She did come to my rescue after all. What happened next seemed to be a blur. All I can remember is mother pulling dad off me and me making a very rushed exit.
I ran and ran and ran till I could run no longer. It seemed like I had been running for ages but when I stopped I saw I was merely outside my "home," if I could even call it that anymore. Tears had stained the fur on my face from when I had been running but I couldn't cry anymore because I knew it would only make things harder. As I was about to continue onto Ponyville I decided to make a vow to myself......and my mother.
"I vow to help any pony in distress from this day on and let no pony suffer what I've went through!"