I focus on my breathing; a steady in and out that perhaps took more effort than it should have, though I wasn’t really sure. Breathing has always been a bit of a chore for me for as long as I can remember. It will always be like this, just like how I will always have the same bad food to eat or the same white ceiling tiles to count.
Mom and Dad tell me not to think that way, that it only hurts my recovery, but I know the truth. I’m never going to leave this hospital. Oh sure, maybe I’ll be transferred to a different room or another place altogether, but they are all the same to me at this point. I’ve spent the first twelve years of my life here, and I’ll probably still be here twelve years from now.
… Or maybe not. It was hard to tell how long I had left, but twelve years seemed like wishful thinking. Would I even want it to go on for so long?
I shake my head. Those thoughts would only get Mom crying again. Somehow, she always seems to know when I think such things. "You’ll be better soon, sweetie, you just have to have hope," she would say, and I would always smile back and tell her I know.
It would be nice if I could talk to her more often, even if it was the same every time, but my parents are always working. They have to on account of all the medical bills. I asked dad one time if I was costing them too much. He seemed shocked and told me never, that he’d give everything to make me better. “You shouldn’t be worrying about money, what even brought this on?”
I showed him the book I had been reading at the time, a high school economics textbook from the hospital's pitiful collection. I had burned through all the fiction they had and was forced to move on to whatever they had lying around. Admittedly, I never really try to remember what I read anymore and just sort of do it to pass the time, but that musty old textbook unsettled me.
My dad simply stared for a minute before chuckling. “Sometimes I think you’re too smart,” He reached forward and patted my head. “You’ll do great things when you get out of here. I just know it.”
I didn’t really think I was that smart, but then again, I hardly ever spent time with other children, so I didn’t actually know for sure. Instead of voicing this, I gave my father a shy smile and accepted the praise, spending the rest of his visit going over what I had read with him.
Eventually however, he had to leave and I was left alone again. The next visit was two days later from both of my parents. I had been nearing the end of the textbook at that point as I had hoped to impress Mom and Dad for when they came, but Mom wasn’t too thrilled with my choice of literature.
“Oh sweetie, you shouldn’t be reading such boring stuff. You should be doing things that make you happy, it’ll help make you feel better.” She had grabbed the TV remote and turned on the old tube television that sat up high in the corner of the room. Flipping through the channels, she stopped on some cartoon about three heavily deformed girls fighting a monkey.
I never watch the TV because of how loud it is. The sound and flashing colors always gave me headaches. Mom sometimes forgot that on account of how little she could see me. I didn’t blame her for it of course; she worked a lot more than my dad and just didn’t have the time. Dad blamed her though when he snatched the remote out of her hand and flipped the TV off.
I don’t remember much after that; just the sounds of their fighting and knowing I was the cause. I couldn’t stop the machines by my bedside going off or the nurse rushing in. By the time I woke up, it was already night and my parents had left.
From the family album my mom brought in once, I knew they used to be really happy together. There wasn’t one photo of the two of them without wide, loving smiles before I started to show up. After that, each smile seemed to fade more and more and their eyes dimmed with fatigue.
I wish they could be happy like before I was born. They didn’t deserve to have such a broken daughter weighing them down. It was like my sickness was theirs too; like I was a cancer to them sucking away their lives. Maybe I should just be cut out of the world; stop hurting the ones I love.
A familiar beeping rang through the room, but it hardly seems to be there as my eyes grow heavy. Breathing is a particularly hard challenge today as my eyelids droop. A strange sensation overtakes my body, like pins and needles as it feels like I'm floating out of my bed. Despite the darkness creeping up from the corners of my vision, the ceiling lights begin to glow painfully bright, but I can't look away from them.
It’s been so long since I’ve seen the stars, was this what they were like? I wonder if I can make a wish right now. If I can, I wish things were different. I wish that I wasn’t sick and worthless, that I could finally stop dragging my family down, that I could actually make someone smile a happy smile for once instead of the pitying ones from the nurses or the tired ones from my parents.
I wish I could have another life where I wasn’t such a burden.
And maybe for whoever it was standing over me to stop trying to crush my chest in. That would be nice too.
Hmm..... I'll be tracking this
Interesting, continue
A lot of potential here
I like it so far! I'll be tracking this story!
Also,
Tunred should be turned, I think.
In the description, "your" should be "you're" in the last sentence.
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Yay for corrections! Boo for me making those mistakes!
7419192 Everyone makes them at some point.
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Yeah, but I make a lot. I just found three more while I was making your corrections. I spelled world as word and wrote once twice where I meant ones.
My eyes just seem to skip over them for some reason.
7419220 Trust me, I know how you feel.
That last part was random, but I'll be tracking it anyway.
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She was getting CPR because she was dying. Admittedly, I think it was pretty obvious that that was what was happening and I'm not sure if a doctor would do that instead of using a defibrillator, but I put it there for one reason: Things were really depressing throughout and I felt I needed at least pinch of comedy, so that was meant to get readers to smirk a little.
How is she a honorary princess if she's Blueblood's sister? I always thought blueblood was the Prince of unicorns.
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If I had to guess, because she's Blueblood's twin sister, meaning they were born at the same time, in a society with female leaders. It's entirely possible it'll be shared until one can prove more deserving, or share it.
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Well, honestly, as far as I know, there is no actual canon reason given of why Blueblood is known as a Prince other than that he is Celestia and Luna's, according to Lauren, "great great great great great great great great great great great (and probably even more greats) nephew on Celestia's and Luna's mother's side, about 52 times removed, roughly speaking."
In this case, if he gets his title due to heritage, than it stands to reason that his sister would be Celestia and Luna's great great great great great great great great great great great (and probably even more greats) niece and she would also get a royal title because of it. Now personally, I'm probably going to have it so that Blueblood's line specifically did something great that earned them the titles, but they are actually just a noble family that participates more in Equestrian politics than other noble houses... or something like that anyway.
P.S.
The way I'm writing it, it really is just a title. Like it has very little weight behind it compared to the alicorn's princesshood.
Can you make it to 2k a chapter? It's really great so far.
This has my attention.
7419416 celestia and luna were adopted into the royal families of the unicorns pegasi and earth ponies during the three tribes Era.
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Is that from the comics or something? I don't remember it ever being mentioned in the show. If it is from either the show or comic, citation will help, though admittedly, the latter isn't actually considered canon to the show by the creators. Are you sure that's not just a personal head-canon? Not saying it's a bad idea or anything though.
Would this information make the protag not a princess though if she's Blueblood's sister?
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Well, the next chapter is 1600 which I'll be uploading tomorrow morning, so it's in the range I'm aiming for. I'm going to try for between 1000-2000 word chapters, though we'll see how well I manage that. I get carried away sometimes and write more than I mean to.
7419517 it's a head-Canon I've come to accept.
Blueblood being a loving brother to a human-turned-pony, who looks Mane 6 aged?
I'm in
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You know, I should mention that this isn't your average human-turned-pony. It's not even like those stories where a human turns into a CMC aged pony. Nope, this is straight up rebirth, diapers and all.
There will be time-skips through the years until the time the show takes place, but there's going to be a lot of adorableness with big brother Bluey until then.
I'm a bit worried people think the protag is going to body-snatch somepony.
7419517 Actually the show creators did say that Celestia & Luna were adopted.
Story is that after beating Discord. Star swirl beg them to be their rulers and Princess Platinum offer them to be adopted to the crown... Even though they were young mares.
There's a book that Luran and a girls name I can't remember... Anyways that's cannon they said.
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Whether it be canon or not... in fiction there is only one rule; anything goes
Great now you got Maud all excited for the next chapter...
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Look at all that excitement! LOOK AT IT!
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I legitimately wonder if Maud is even capable of of showing Pinkie's level of excitement for anything and, if so, what insane thing would it have to me?
Perhaps being sent on a mission to fly a spaceship onto a giant, world-destroying asteroid and destroy it before it destroys Equestria. She'd probably find that fun, though she might end up just studying the asteroid and forgetting her mission until it's too late and the world ends.
Or if you want to get sappy, maybe when she holds her first-born child for the first time... These are two very different story ideas.
You have a tense mismatch here. Should be "patted".
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Contrary to popular belief, a defibrillator does not restart a stopped heart; it just resets its rhythm so it beats normally. The correct procedure is chemical (e.g. adrenaline)-assisted CPR to resuscitate the patient, and then defibrillation to prevent arrhythmia. So, you were actually completely correct!
Unrelatedly, splitting this into two chapters was the right decision, I think. It has better flow this way.
5:49 AM, July 24th, 2016.
Got my first downvote, but no explanation as to why...
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And right before I fall asleep, too.
Did an editing sweep for ya. I sent you the link through PM, but I thought it'd be a good idea to leave something here, too.
It also gives me a space to specify that I'm pretty interested in where you're going with this, and am excited for more.
EDIT: Should I mention that you're featured? At least, in the non-mature box? Because right now, you're featured.
A bit too short for a first chapter (I prefer 2000-4000 words) but not ba start I suppose
Ok that was good.
That was REALLY good.
op sheep
i see a lot of potential in this fanfic.
i look forward to this.
Wow. that was... really sad.
I've stayed in a hospital a fair few times myself, mostly for operations in those cases. Would you believe it, on my first operation, (brain tumour removal) the gave me (get this:) a 50% chance of living through it.
So my point is, i kind of empathize with her, to some extent.
But it also goes to show that you count your blessings when you can . As bad as things have been at times, it could be much, MUCH worse!
This has potential to be a great story. Don't let us down, now.
plus one interest for Power Puffs reference *ting*
You know, I've always wondered why crossovers between that and MLP are so rare. Seriously guys, I'm really kind of disappointed by how rare those are in this fandom.
Anyway, consider me intriqued.
Good start.
I feel really bad for the kid. Especially how the parents started fighting right in front of her and it made her feel like it was her fault.
The way you wrote this made it easy to emphasize (feel like this is the wrong word...) with her.
ONWARDS TO THE NEXT CHAPTER!
And that is why Canada has free healthcare
It's a good thing she didn't listen too long to Powerpuff Girls, or else she'd be so confused when Twilight Sparkle sounds exactly like Bubbles
7420826 yeah, unless you need dental, or eye surgery, or myriad other forms not covered by regular health care, or you live in a province where you have to pay health care premiums, or you're paying for prescription drugs, or the province decides it doesn't want to cover your essential operation
7420993 And Europe have mostly a complete Health care sytem and the most thinks covered.
Only special therapies or sothing like that is needed to pay with own money.
So, that last bit was she was dying and was moving on?
7420993 and that's why Sweden has free dental care for minors, free healthcare, free optical care as well as state given money to spend on things for the kids like glasses, medical drugs, school supplies (school is also free, even private institutions) toys and educational experiences like school trips and books.
One of the few things in Sweden I'm very proud of.
7420720 emphasize is to add extra tone to something, or draw attention to it. I think you're looking for sympathize.
Tracking!
The premise is interesting, and the writing is pretty good!
Can't wait for more.
fairly interesting story. I'm going to read the second chapter before tracking though. What condition does she have out of curiosity?
To be honest, I came here because the title reminds me of my OC's name...
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I think the word was empathize.
3 deformed girls fighting a monkey?
..........I see what you did there.
young people can actually be really smart for example i always was interested in military,history,battle tactics,launages,politics and some other stuff (i was never really little but i hope you get what i mean) and people always were always surprised when i spoke of things such as the great siege of malta as if i saw it with my own eyes
Um.. not that at matters, but:
Wouldn't that be diffusion? I'm fairly certain that osmosis pretty much refers to the tendency of water to move from a higher concentration to a lower one, whereas diffusion covers pretty much the same thing, but with everything else.