In my bedroom, I think about all I have done. I wish my mother hadn’t been in my life. I never started down the path from which I now must retreat. But, that is the least of my penance for my transgressions. Standing, I leave my room and start walking down the stairs to my breakfast. I eat the meal that my butler prepared for me alone, at this vast table. Mother and father were on another trip to Canterlot or Mainhattan. This cold mansion embraced me for another morning. As, I leave I regret not living by my butler’s advice but rather by my mother’s.
the first and maybe the most important thing, I must attend to is regaining my best friend, Silver Spoon. She was always with me. Even at my worst, she never left me. I took her for granted. Yet, I still treated her horribly. I drove her away. For all I've done, I never deserved a friend as true as her. I am ashamed of myself.
Silver Spoon lived down the street from me for all of my life. We met my first time at the park. Scared, I hid not wanting to interact with the others. I was approached by a small, gray filly who held out a hoof of friendship. Hesitantly, I took it. We played all day making sand castles. We got dirty and messy. I loved every second spent with her. Filled with a wonder and lust for life, I entered my home. Mother told me that getting dirty wasn't a thing that a pony of our social standing should do; I must always present the air of sophistication. I went to Silver Spoon’s house the next day. With a heavy heart, I missed the carefree abandon.
Silver Spoon’s Nanny answers the door. Maybe, that’s why we became such good friends; Our parents never loved us. We were merely tools to advance our parents social status. Well, them using us like that is over now... I hope.
Her nanny led me up to Silver Spoon’s room. She is laying on her bed not moving. Carefully, l sit on the corner and speak "Silver..."
"Go away..."
"I.. I'm sorry"
"... You know how many chances I've given you?"
"...Yes... And I’m so sorry I have abused your trust... loyalty... your friendship..."
"Diamond... I have given you every inch of my love... And you have betrayed it at every turn... I don't know if I can ever trust you again."
"I.."
"When we first met you were the best friend I ever had... But after our first outing you changed... You grew colder and meaner. I was ready to call it quits on our friendship... On the way over to your house, I saw you in an alley crying... As I watched, your mother yelled at you for petting a stray cat. Diamond, I felt sorry for you. I watched as you defended the cat even from the blows of your mother. I knew you. You where..." Silver looked at me the tears staining her cheeks, "A good pony... But... But now you’re... Now... I-I'm not sure..."
"I know... I... I was not a good pony for most of my young life... But I need to change, not only that, I want to change... I.. I will do anything to win back your friendship. You... You were.. You are the best thing in my life... And I will prove that to you. And that I truly am sorry...."
Silver Spoon stays silent as I sit on the corner of her bed thinking about my actions. Hoping, she didn't hate me... Hoping, I haven't made her hate me. I slide off her bed. I look at her full of lament. Slowly, I slink out of her house thinking of how I could possibly make amends for my actions.
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Randolph's gentle nudge reminded me it was time to go to school. I arose and got ready. Slowly, my eyes fell upon the makeup desk and my tiara. My mother gave it to me, a reminder of my position and privilege. I love my tiara; As I stare at this symbol of my mother's loyalties and desires and a vague idea crept into my mind.
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I sit in the corner of the classroom. For the first time, I notice just how the other foals react around me and it hurts. It wasn't anything more then looks of fear or contempt, but they were like daggers stabbing my heart. When Silver Spoon entered the room only to go and sit at the furthest most desk for me, a few tears fell upon my desk. This is the least I deserve; I was a horrible little filly. The terrible actions I inflicted on the Cutie Mark Crusader's flashed through my mind. I need to make amends with them as well. But, Silver Spoon comes first.
Today is the hardest day I have ever lived. I knew I wasn't liked. but, I had no idea that I was... so hated.
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I approach Silver Spoon’s house. With every step, The memories of our time together flood my mind. A few months ago, I took her milk shake and she grabbed it back. I should have noticed how I was ruining our friendship. Taking a deep breath, I knocked on her door...
Her nanny lead me up the stairs to her room. I have done this numerous times before but this time is different. I am going up knowing that the warm embrace of her kindness isn't waiting for me. I look back at what I have prepared for her. Swallowing, I open her bed room door. If I hadn't seen her at school; I would swear she hadn't moved since I left yesterday. "Silver..."
"Go away"
"I will... I made something for you." I turn to leave holding back my tears. Before leaving, I set her gift on her bed.
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I walk home from Silver Spoon’s house. This walk has never hurt so much. My house made the loneliness sets in, a cold pain embraces my heart. I hope no one is home. The pain of negligence washes over my soul. As I stand and stare at this mundane monstrosity. I want to run away. My eyes tear up. I turn to run and smack into Silver Spoon.
"Ouch, oh, Silver! I'm sorry... So sorry.." I look away from her as the tears well.
"Oh did you drop your Tiara..."
"No... I..." I notice her new necklace, "I see you opened my gift."
"Yeah, a necklace with a silver spoon and a diamond tiara..." She looks down then back at me with a teary smile, "How... how did you afford this? Your parents took away all your bits."
Gingerly, I touch my purple and white main, "I melted down my... my Tiara..."
"But you love your tiara..."
"I did, but not as much as I love you."
Silver Spoon embraces me in a wonderful hug. We both cry.
"I'm s-so s-sorry I wa-was an ab-abys-mal friend. I only h-hope you can-n forgive me," I could barely understand myself through the sobs.
"Im sorry, I didn't st-stand by you you're my b-best friend"
"D-don't ever apologize for what you did... I don't deserve someone as kind as you as my friend..." I gulp as I try to speak coherently.
"Oh D-Diamond, I hated hating you"
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Silver Spoon and me are sitting the lounge of her house. Silently, I make up my mind and speak, "Not only you, I need to make amends with every single pony I have wronged... And I can't go home... I.. I can't be near them... My parents are the most destructive force in my life... I... I need to find some place to stay"
"Don't even look Diamond. You stay here with me. You know better than any one that my parents are never home..." I smile looking at my best friend I. Truthfully, I haven't even considered staying here with her. I feel the hot tears fall from my chin.. "You’re crying Diamond!"
"I love you... Silver Spoon..."