Suffering: My Story

by 4ooves


A Mental Breakdown

I tremble to the floor, my legs separated from my brain as they weaken rapidly as time strolls by. I try to gain a grasp of reality which humiliates me as I free fall to the ground, face first. Muzzle first in this case.

Moments pass and I’m sure they were years. My mental state switches close to a light-switch from the local friendly Pegasus to a force to be reckoned with, screams transitions into those of intense agony to screams of laughter. Laughter that makes my stomach twist inside-out due to the amount of pressure is applied during these moments. My red eyes that once were filled with love, and kindness, has now completely been eradicated and replaced with the desire of bloodshed and torture.

I spread my six foot wings, my breathing is heavy. As if my internal organs have gained ten times their size in weight. I try to gain my vision what continuously focuses in then out again, like a broken camera lens. Soon I gain my bearings and I begin to rise up using my legs that slowly begin to respond. Inching my mouth open, my k-nines are revealed as a pair of sharp Katana blades as they see the light of day once again. That could impale and slice through their victims like cutting slightly melted butter. I crouch into a low position, you know what animal predators do.

My; reaction time is that of a god, movement slick and light as carbon fiber, fast as a McLaren P1. All is silent, my hearing is sublime and also in this state I can hear conversations upon the horizon. I could also sense anything within 200 feet via vibrations and soundwaves. And last and not least, my new strength convents me from this; weak, pathetic little pony into this underwhelming immortal being.

Not long after, I sense ‘hoofsteps’ coming towards my front door, followed by a knocking... Then a familiar female voice radiated through the wooden object.

I stand there in shock, Paralyzed with fear. As time mentally decreases in momentum, I begin to snap back to reality. Life to my soul is revived and light find it’s way into my eyes, the static voices in my mind seem to disconnect themselves from the empty minded being that I am. A moment of shivering passes. Now I’m good as new, it feels spectacular to be myself again.

The door opened with care as I glanced back, the blue mare with that gorgeous brown mane, and those diamond blue eyes locked onto mine as I got caught up into her dreamy gaze.

Now, the information on who nor what I was is classified. Better yet, Unknown...