This is my life before I became ruler. Enjoy!
~Princess Celestia
Extracted from the Equestrian Chronicles.
My head drooped as I walked along the streets. Why did I have such a rotten life? I mean, I was an alicorn, a princess, I was beautiful and young. What more could I want?
Freedom. All responsibilities were laid on me, me, ME! Luna would be playing happily with toys, while I practised signing documents, letters and envelopes. I had to set an example. Proper princesses don't play with toys, the Governess would say. What about Luna? Everypony adored her, said she was so cute. She was cute, sure, but what about me? Nopony considered the eldest sister. They laid down responsibilities like a heavy weight on my back.
I became stressed, tired, and cranky. I had no friends and I wasn't allowed to see my sister. My distant cousin or someone, Prince Blueblood, was the main torturer. When I did one tiny thing wrong, he called me in to see him. This was just one of those many days.
"Celestia, magic is not a toy to be used on governesses," he lectured after a failed magic lesson. "It is used for the wellbeing of Equestria only. Nothing else."
"What if I'm attacked?" I asked.
"No," he replied, cross at being interrupted. "Only Equestria and Luna. Luna is our dearest pony, beloved by all." He smiled at the mention of Luna. "Now, back to your lesson."
"Why am I not allowed to see my sister? She is not a toy or possession for you to goggle at or play with, you know," Ishot at him. His face darkened.
"Now listen here, you-"
"You're just angry 'cause I'm prettier than her, old grump," I sang, enjoying teasing him. However, I had no way of knowing wether this was true or not. His face turned purple with rage.
"THAT'S IT!" he bellowed. "OUT! YOU CAN SIT ON THE STREETS TONIGHT! GO, YOU LITTLE PEST! I stumbled back, shocked and scared. Do I deserve this? I did taunt him. I shook my head. No. He hasn't taken my feelings into account my entire life. He left me miserable. I don't know why I obeyed him, after all, he caused my misery, but I did.
I trotted out the door, my head low, spirits gone. Tears welled in my eyes as I emerged onto the busy streets of Equestria's capitol. As usual, nopony noticed me. I almost got run over by a cab and a pony trod on my wing. My whole body ached like a terrible cramp had consumed me. I sat on the street. It was raining. Night was falling. My bedraggled feathers hung uselessly by my flank. My hair was sopping wet and dirty, hanging over my eyes. I looked helplessly back at the Canterlot Castle, when an idea hit me like an avalanche.
That was how I ended up on the dirty, wet streets.
I had climbed up onto a sheltered wall to think. Could I get into Luna's room? I shook out my wings and tidied my mane. It would not do to arrive in the presence of Luna messy and wet. I sorted through the tangled strands of limp hair, slowly. Eventually, it became light and fluffy as it was supposed to. I started to gently peel the clumps of mud from my dirty wings.
By the time I had scraped the caked sweat from my back, the moon was high above my head. I flew, silent as an owl, up, up, up to the top of the highest castle turret. There I found my sister.
She was a midnight blue with light blue hair. Her eyes were a brilliant emerald green. It looked like mine, but blue. I had pictured her as a pink alicorn with baby blue eyes and wafting rainbow hair. I thought she would not be that beautiful, but my distant cousin, Prince Blueblood, hadn't been lying. She was as beautiful as the moon she would someday rise, as glorious as the dawn, as grand as the sun I was learning to lift. She looked at me with curiosity in her emerald gaze. If she was a stallion I would be so shy, I thought. I then mentally smacked myself. She's my sister, not my schoolyard crush! Then I smiled sheepishly at her, hoping she would say something.
"Who are you?" she asked sweetly. She wandered over to me. "It doesn't matter. You're pretty." She looked wistful as she ran her hoof through my mane. I finally regained my speech.
"I'm Celestia," I replied in answer to her question. "Your-"
"Sister," she breathed in wonder. She wrapped her hooves around me. "I always wanted to meet you! Why didn't you come before?" I shifted uncomfortably.
"Well, you see, I'm not exactly allowed here." I grinned, sheepish. "But I came here for... help." I sighed. Luna looked at me strangely. "Because... I'm depressed. Everypony loves you, but they stack responsibilities upon me, I can't handle it all!' At that stage, I started to sob.
"Prince Blueblood cast me out onto the streets today. I accidently fired magic at the governess. It's not fair! Everyone goes on and on and on about you and how pretty you are. I'm not even allowed to use my magic to protect myself, just you and Equestria!"
I've lost count of how many times I've collapsed on my bed crying like a baby. Did I tell you about the bed? It's a ratty old mattress in the cellar. I will be their ruler one day. They should show respect! If Mum and Dad were here, this wouldn't be happening! I would never treat anypony like that, especially as I know how it feels! It's all so unfair!" I broke down completely here.
"Well, that's good." Luna's voice startled me. "It's good because it means you will rule with a kind heart and show pity to those in the same position you are now. Your subjects will love you." She smiled and my tears slowed.
"Wise words coming from a filly," I told her. "You should rule in my stead, but the rules do not allow it." I hugged her tightly.
Many ponies say I am kind because of my upbringing. They are right, but they don't know how I was brought up.