A mare, trapped in her own mind. What is a day for her like? And what horror could drive such a sweet pony to madness? If only she weren't barking mad, maybe she would tell us. Maybe, she still can.
Thanks to Bronymaster for editing and pre-reading.
Credit for Cover Image goes to Stardust XIII
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I woke up in a hospital bed without any memory. I don't know how I got here or why I'm here, all I know is that something doesn't feel right.

A dark fic that formed in my brain. It's in Diary Entry format. Due to a lack of memory, the fic is written with literally basic writing and grammer skills (or as basic as my brain could get, at least).

The pony is a pony from fim, set in 1992, but the iddentity will be set as "other" for the sake of not to spoil the reveal for new readers.

If you think you know who the pony is, put your guess in the comments. I wont say if your right or wrong, but I just like to see people guess. Over time, it will become much more obvious, as I reveal who it's not, and describe who it is more.

It’s so dark in here. I can’t feel, I can’t move, I can’t control what I’m doing, yet I’m still here. Every weekend I see them come in, little fillies and colts. They laugh, they cheer, and they scream my name over and over.

But it’s not my name. I was never like this before. I was with them, at this restaurant. Then he came…and he took me and a few others away into the dark. That was it.

If they can hear me, the real me, then I beg of them to save me and the others. We’re trapped here.

Mommy…? Daddy…? Celestia…? Somepony wake me up from this nightmare.

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Big thanks to DerpyMuffin7 for offering the concept of this one-shot story.

Here's the sequel: My Name Is Springtrap

This story is a sequel to It's Me Forever

Thirty years.

Thirty years I have sat here, rotting. Thirty years I have been caught in the painful spasms of my own dead body as I am forced to relive my own death again, and again, and again, and again.

No more.

I do not know how, but I have been given the chance to live again.

Though those wretched foals may be gone, there is new blood to spill.

I will not waste the chance.

Written with the author of the prequel's permission. Obvious fnaf 3 spoilers are obvious.

Editing help provided by Doccular42

Princess Celestia has something to tell Sunset Shimmer.

Something about her parents.

It's nothing strange at all.

Yep.

Rated Teen and Sex for a very brief mention of how babies are made.

Nowhere to hide, chased by a friend. The only thing that can save her is right infront of her, but will she be able to reach it in time? Can she restore her mistakes before her punishment arrives?

This may seem like a cut out of a longer story, and somehow, it is. I had this idea for a story for a long time, but I never got around to write it. I've always been a fan of weird and dramatic Fimfics so this was enjoyable to write.

Please don't bash on me because it seems unfinished. I actually think that it adds a nice touch to it all.

How did it all come to this?

Approximately three years after Princess Twilight Sparkle's coronation, the alicorn has developed obsessive compulsive disorder. Her life has changed drastically as a result. Especially when she experiences several gaps in her daily schedule.
This is her side of the story.

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Heavily based off a story by: CreepyCarbs

Spike remembers a lot of things, but most of all he remembers Twilight. A foolish decision in his youth changed both their lives forever.

A year after the "Want it, Need it" incident, Twilight has finally managed to move on from the embarrassment. She doesn't even care that Big Mac has Smarty Pants anymore. There are times to let go of old toys.

Unfortunately, some toys just won't stay put away...

Find this story and more in a print copy! Just click these words here!

Full credit for this idea goes to one Mr. Tom Garrity.

After the fight with the human, Sans was finally was brought down. Ready to accept his defeat he dropped down and was ready for death to overtake him...However, before he could pass three unlikely characters are in need of help and Sans is the only one who can do so. Despite his wounds and his lack of seriousness, he crossed over into a world where more humans reside with magic. Now far from home he and his new friends will have to get acquainted, while Sans tries to fight an old enemy of his dreams.