I'm so sorry.

It wasn't a fun story. I felt like I was possessed to write it. Like I was forced. I wasn't. I could've stopped. It had a happy ending, in the original idea. Pinkie Pie would just... know and she'd save the day. I wrote myself into a corner. And then I felt like I couldn't take it back. Forgetting about it was just letting him hurt them. They aren't real. None of it is real. I'm crying anyway. I'm so sorry. Why did I post it? Was it some sick need to share the pain? Deleting it won't undo it. I could write a nice story. One where he doesn't win. But I'd still remember. It'll still hurt.

I'm going to try to forget about it. Pretend I never wrote it. That it never happened.

I'm okay.