//------------------------------// // Ah'm Apple Bloom // Story: Lil' Farmer // by Dying Hope //------------------------------// Little Farmer By Dying Hope Chapter One – Ah’m Apple Bloom Hello everyone. Ah’m Apple Bloom. Ah live in an apple farm named ‘Sweet Apple Acers’. Ah live with my big sister, Apple Jack, my big brother, Big Macintosh and my Grandmother, Granny Smith. Ah love my family, Especially Apple Jack. She is beautiful, hardworking, kind, sweet and strong. And best of all, She is the best sister ah could ever ask fer. I love her. She died yesterday. Ah don’t know why. And no one is goin’ ta tell me! Tears started welling up in mah eyes. Ah didn’t want to cry; Ah’ve gotta show mah big sis that Ah’m a strong and big pony just as she was! Ah wiped the small, single tear that had somehow managed to escape mah screaming bloodshot eyes. Ah bit my lower lip. “Oh, Apple Jack, Please tell me, yer lil’ sis, why did you leave us, big ol’ sis?” Ah looked up at the skies. What is she doing now? Where is she? Did she go to the Heaven? Well, Ah’m sure that she did. Even if she didn’t, Ah would go to the Hell fer her to live her afterlife in peace. Ah pushed mah frozen hands into the pockets of mah yellow raincoat. Mah dear AJ had bought it fer me. It smelled like her. Ah felt sick. Ah had to go home. Some may think it’s funny that me and mah big sis share… *sighs* Ah mean, used to share a room. Actually, it was so fun. She used to tell me awesome stories about her adventures with her cool friends named: Twilight Sparkle, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie. Then we had a ‘pillow fight’ which was always awesome even though Apple Jack always won. Then she would say ‘Goodnight mah lil’ farmer’, kiss mah forehead and go in her bed to sleep. Ah really miss those days… Ah ran to our room without sayin’ hello to my family. Ah only care fer AJ, as she always did fer me. Ah kicked the door open and ran to AJ’s closet. Ah pulled out her hat and wore it. Then I pulled out one of her dresses randomly. It was a cute, long and soft black dress. Ah hugged it and smelled it. It smelled like AJ. Ah smiled and cried. Cried and cried and cried. After what seemed like hours, Ah stopped crying. Ah got up and started taking off my own clothes and put on Apple Jack’s dress. Ah looked at myself in the mirror. It was really beautiful. Ah heard some voices. Someone was talking to Granny Smith. Ah tried to recognize the voice. It kind of sounded like… “Silver Spoon?!” Ah gasped.