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// Chapter 2- Rainboom Of Inspiration 
// Story: The Right Ingredients 
// by TheMightyEquestrian47 
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	Working on the Rock Farm was tiring work and I did not get much satisfaction out of it. The days would be long and tiring at my family's farm. My family in total was very boring. Also sometimes I would wonder "Am I happy?" It didn't really matter because I was stuck here. After a couple of months, I was starting to act like the rest of my family. They were starting to accept me more for my hard work. I also grew a stronger relationship with my sister Octavia. She used to talk to me about gossip that I really didn't care about. It seemed like everyday was the same routine starting with getting up to move the rocks, eating breakfast, moving the rocks, eating lunch, moving the rocks, eating dinner the going to bed. I was starting to think why I like being here.
As time went by, I was growing restless of moving rocks. But something happened that day that made me the way I am. While working on a rock field, my family was indoors eating lunch and forcing me to do their work. I let out a huff while pushing a rock and then I heard a huge bang! I looked at the sky and a large rainbow shot across the sky! I felt like smiling forever but then I thought of ways I could make my family happier and less boring. So one night, I threw together a party in my family's sillow and then kept on adding more things until the next morning. When the morning came, my family walked out onto the field to start their rock farming but I had something else for them. I invited them into the sillow and showed them the party I have made. At first it seemed like they didn't know what to think but then they all gave a big smile. We then partied all day and forgot our jobs to push the rocks. That day I got my cutie mark and I still have it today! Unfortunately my family's happiness did not last long and they went back to the way they were, pushing rocks and such. Ever since that day I knew that I like to have fun and party and I can't be kept down doing these meaningless tasks. So one night while they were sleeping, I grabbed all of my stuff, packed them up into my bag and ran away from home. But the real irony is that even when I ran away, they didn't seem to care and resumed their normal lives.
When I ran away I did not know where to go but I couldn't go back to that place ever again. For months I would living all around Equestria. Often times I would stay at one location for a few weeks then move to somewhere else. Eventually I found myself in Ponyville, and it was early morning. Me on my own needed food so I went to the market. Living around Equestria as a homeless pony, gave me expierence at hiding. I hid behind the barrels and quickly moved from crate to crate. I was now behind the Apple cart and i reached my hoof up to grab an apple but got quickly spotted by the owner. I galloped away from the market and eventually found a loaf of bread sitting by itself so I took it. Now since I was in Ponyville, i decided to stay here. Of all of the stores in Ponyville, my favorite overall was the Bakery. I used to live behind the bakery and I would occasionly steal a piece of chocolate cake from the shop. I loved the chocolate cake and I wished I learned more about baking. Anyway I would live behind the bakery, eating anything that was not being watched. One day Mr.Cake came behind the bakery to throw out the trash and heard a rumbling coming from a cardboard box next to the garbage can. He then opened the box and found me inside and instead of getting mad at me, he felt sympathy towards me. Mr.Cake then invited me inside the bakery. I looked around the bakery in awe seeing all of the delicious cakes and treats. He then showed me to Mrs.Cake.
Mrs.Cake wondered where I came from and Mr.Cake said that I was behind the bakery living in a box. At first she seemed akward towards me but then I explained my situation towards her and she felt deep sympathy towards me. I also explained to her that I have always enjoyed the bakery and wished I learned how to bake. Then on somedays I would go into the bakery and Mrs.Cake would give me baking lessons and I eventually learned how to bake! One day they even gave me a bedroom upstairs in the bakery to sleep in! A week later they came up to me with smiles on their faces. "We want to adopt you" said Mr. and Mrs. Cake. I screamed with joy, I was going to be adopted! They set me up in their bakery and I lived there ever since. I now had a family that loves me for the way I am and not just for work. Over the years I grew in size and I met all of my friends. I am always happy when i'm around them and my family. But even with tjis happiness I have, I still can't get that image of my parents out of my head and the shadowy figure that was there that one night. But all I have to say is, if I ever find that creature that killed my parents "They will pay for what they have done." But now I am happy the way I am and I found the right ingredients to make me the way I am!