Letter #3 · 11:22pm Aug 1st, 2016
Dear Princess Celestia,
Today I felt an emotion I haven't truly felt in a long time, that emotion being anger. More correctly it was a seething hatred for a person I used to can about immensely, but over these past few months, I have lost what I once idled about them. This person saved me and several of my siblings at a very young age from being torn apart yet again. Since they, they have become like the father I never truly had, but now, I no longer see them as such.
They crossed a line today. They told me it will pass, that they got through it, that I'm being weak, and that I should suck it up and stop being as such. I know that they are only trying to help, but when I barely managed to speak my response, they had the gall to mock me and walk away. Time is not a cure all. I am not you. I am not weak. I will not stand to be mocked. I will not let someone walk and shit upon the trust I have deigned to give them. I want vengeance for the betrayal that has occurred.
The one thing I hate most in this world is people looking down at me. I have suffered enough of that for a life time. You knew this, yet still you stroked the long dead forge of hate in my heart. All the progress I have made in these years, and you simply destroyed it all in one fell swoop. Now I will do the only thing that ever truly brought me the point that I could function in society. I will withdraw. I will bury all my emotions and thoughts, and become the cold heartless person I once was. Because you stripped me of my happiness, I will see to it that you suffer. If you will tear down my world, then I to shall do so in turn.
I hope you enjoy watching part of what you worked on for the past twelve years reject you. Perhaps you will simply not care, or point out it is my lose, that I have made myself miserable. While the latter of the two is true, I have had less happy memories after opening up than before. I hope you release just what that means.
-Majora
Darn, that's no good that happened.