I cant believe it he's still alive. Barely keeping hold of reality. But im here for him and i always will be. He will always be two legs to me. I got him out of the snow and wood. His legs were totally crushed., as i picked him up i went down to the basement of his house where his fridge was. I brought all of the blankets in the house into the basement. It was hard for me too look at him. I started to cry remembering all of my friends in ponyville. Nick was the only real love i had. He was the first kiss in this other dimension, He was my first real love. And now it's just slipping away from me. I don't know what to do anymore. All those fun times when we watched cartoons and movies is over. I worry about him. He's got a high fever and hit ribs are all bruised. One day i hope all of this torrential snow will stop. every day i sing pinkies smile song. But every time i try to sing it i burst into tears. That's long gone. Now i need to make room for Nick in my heart. All i wanted was to show the wonderbolts that im the best flier in equestria. And what do i get? a one way ticket to some other dimension. According to two legs its already Friday. Every day i keep on slipping from reality into this world of hatred and pain. I just want to go home and sleep on a cloud. Bring two legs with me and be happy forever. I know that's never going to happen.
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It's already Saturday and two legs woke up once. He said something about beef burritos or something. I gave him a few and he smiled with delight. Slowly eating his burritos i realize something... This house, I saw this house in my dreams once. And I had great feeling when i was asleep. I felt welcomed i felt loved and no snow. Every day i get up for two legs sake. And i hope it pays off soon because my hoof get's tired from writing too much. Not much of an egghead but when i get too bored i start reading two legs his old childhood stories. Every time one of them had a happy ending he just smiled and fell to sleep.
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Two legs can finally get off of his bed. He's too weak to speak to walk to far. I thought his legs were crushed but apparently not. I just want to hear him speak one more time before i write.
"Beef Burrito"
OK that's better. Anyways it's already Monday and i feel like i can fly again. Im not going to try anything stupid like two legs said.
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Well its Wednesday. A full week after whats happened. Two legs can talk just fine now and he can walk. I feel just fine now. After all these days ive been wasting for this one. This special day. When i can fly.