This is a story about a boy who had a normal life until he was stricken with a terrible illness that revealed the truth about his friends, and how superficial friendship in this world can be. It's only through watching My Little Pony, and his parents' support, that he is able to get by. After going in for emergency surgery, he wakes up in a place he never thought was real, with six familiar ponies that represent all he had lost faith in.
This story is something that I've been thinking about writing for a while.
It is short, but I hope it's effective.
Based somewhat on my own personal experiences with ulcerative colitis (but I never did have megacolon).
And this is it. It's not the start of a longer HIE story, it's just my tribute to those kids who get sick and feel alone.