The plushie mentioned in the story (and the picture) is actually a little toy I have in real life. I thought it never existed until I found it under my pillow one day. But when I found it, I thought it was magical. I know that sounds stupid, but hey, I was seven. But right now I decided to bring out all of my powers of sadness and horror to make this story. I hope everyone enjoys it!
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Warning, charactor death and this story takes place a few years from now
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It was that plushie that I've had for my whole life. From a newborn baby into an adult, that white unicorn was always there. I've never gotten rid of it, but I've been neglecting it. It's usual white fur is stained, it's purple mane is frazzled, and the tag I ripped off left a hole. But I still love it, despite how weird it looks. I've also been watching My Little Pony, and Rarity always reminds me of my plushie. So what that I've been rejected by my parents and family? So what that most of my childhood friends don't care that I exist anymore? I only need myself, My Little Pony, and my plushie. That's all I'll ever need for my whole life.
Well that was unexpeted
2639619 unexpected, sorry
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That's kinda what I was going for. The ending is a big surprise!
I must admit that this an interesting way to write a story. I would never have thought of this and I feel that it was expertly made. Good work! Not that my words really mean anything to you but I will now be following you to read even more interesting stories
2639725 Creepy too
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Nonsense! Your words mean everything! When I first published this story, the first thing I saw was a couple of dislikes and even likes. So you appreciating this story makes me feel wonderful. And I'm really glad that you thought it was expertly made, even though I kinda think it isn't my best work. But thanks so much anyway!
I love it.
ending's kinda bloody though
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Thanks for enjoying! And yeah, the ending is pretty darn bloody. But it's supposed to be.
2643323 Wow