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// Recovery 
// Story: The White Pony 
// by CocoaPone 
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Sometimes I wish I could be like every pony else. I feel so alone, alone by myself.
Maybe it’s not so bad to be different, but oh it is. No one cares if I were gone or if I were here.
Maybe it would be simpler if I could just disappear. The anger rises up in me, I seek revenge. But then the tides of sorrow puts out my flames, there is nothing here for me. Yet not even my sorrow can comfort me. The only thing you could do to punish me, is a life of eternity.

The sun was beginning to set, and I grew more impatient by the second. I had to retrieve the two pieces of bark before it was too late. Why? Well that was none of your business. My plan was simple, sneak into the house of Flash Light, retrieve the two objects and make sure not to leave a trace of my visit. Sounds simple enough? Good, or at least, I hoped it was. That was all I had left. One last look over the wall showed the sun completely gone for it had disappeared behind the horizon, night swept in encasing all of Equestria into darkness. Now was the perfect time to strike. I had been prepared hours before sunset, anxiously waiting the comforting blanket of the dark. With mud covering my face, and my sword strapped onto my back, I was ready for anything. Now it was time to begin the journey.

I began to slowly head down the hill, one hoof after the other, not making a sound. I knew that it would be impossible to hear me anyways until I was right outside Ponyville, but one can never be too careful, especially on a mission such as mines. I hurried along the path until I was right outside of the house. There were still some lights shining inside which had me curious enough to look through the window. Inside I saw Flash Light sitting on a desk with a pencil in his mouth. It looked like it was trying to write something, but it was impossible to tell from where I was. The light was coming from a flashlight that had an uncanny resemblance to his cutie mark. I looked down at my cutie mark, rubbing it a few times for luck. Suddenly I heard some hoof steps coming from behind me, oh what my luck! I ducked into the flower bin right next to the house, the darkness held me close. I watched as the pony picked up a watering can and began to water the flowers. What a strange time to be watering flow- I shrieked, they were watering me! And that water was cold! The figure seemed quite scared of me, which gave me enough time to jump up and run around to the other side of the house leaving them in confusion. I took a few seconds to take in everything I saw, anything could be useful right now. There was a ladder leading to the roof of the house, a few crates, another flower bin, and a pile of tools. Naturally I took the escape, the ladder, I had barely made it to the top before the pony came around looking for what had caused it. They gave up after a minute or so then headed back around, I stayed on the roof until I heard the door click shut.

I hurried down the ladder, practically knocking it over onto the pile of tools, and Celestia knows how loud that would have been. I peeked through the back window, this one showed what I could guess was Flash Light’s room, only reason why was because he was in it. I reached up to knock on the window to say hello just to quickly remember my mission. I looked out of his bedroom door and I could see the two wooden pieces on the table just before the door closed. Flash Light crawled into his bed and turned off his light, rendering the entire window useless, it was time to break in. I snuck around back to the front of the house where I was earlier, the watering can was left on the floor like a tossed tin can. I quietly put it next to the flower bin then crawl up next to the window. I caught a last glimpse of Flash’s mom turn around the corner and head into a room next to Flash Light. They must have already said goodnight to each other. I held my breath and counted sixteen seconds. Then I reached for the door and applied some pressure to the knob, it turned slightly before locking. Id have to find another way in- oh wait, the window was slightly open. I wedged my sword between the frame, giving me enough leverage to pop the window the rest of the way open, and from the sound of it, it hasn’t been opened in years, it groaned like a garbage can getting run over by a stampede of slightly overweight cows. I froze, terrified, holding my breath I waited. Luckily it seemed like no one had heard it so I continued on with the mission.

Now clearly I couldn’t open the window any more, risking the sound may bring some unwanted attention so I had to squeeze through what I had managed to open. Once inside, I immediately felt uncomfortable, I don't think I'd ever been in a house before. I shook nervously, feeling totally encased, but the pieces were right there! I scurried next to the desk and grabbed the two pieces in my mouth and began to make my leave when my eyes caught something. Under the two pieces was a drawing, it looked like.. like me.. and the wall, and Flash Light. I studied the drawing for a while, totally captivated in what I saw. He had placed the two pieces on top of it and drew a circle around the entire thing. I stood there for a moment, in the drawing we looked so happy, he enjoyed being there… I closed my eyes feeling a tear run down my cheek. I couldn't take back the pieces.. it wasn't right, it mattered to him more than it did to me. So I carefully put them back, picking up the pencil in my mouth, I added something to the drawing.

“Take good care of them for me…”

Then I turned, ready to leave just as I heard a door begin to open. Instantly I was filled with fear and sprang to the window, I missed, ended up hitting the counter and falling on my back. The figure was coming closer and I was laying on the floor uselessly, I struggled to find enough friction to bring me on my legs. It didn't matter if I made a sound now as they must have already saw me so I jumped again making sure to not miss this time, then using the sword I opened the window the rest of the way. I took one last look inside then jumped out the window and hit the ground running as fast as my little hoofs would allow me to. They couldn't possibly be chasing me, what grown pony in the right mind would jump out a window in pursuit of a child when simply taking the door would be easier, though one would never know. I looked back and saw lights begin to turn on and heard a faint yelling of a voice.

“YOU STAY AWAY FROM MY SON!! IF I EVER CATCH YOU BACK HERE AGAIN, DON’T EXPECT ON BEING ABLE TO ESCAPE!!!!”

I ran further away until I couldn’t hear the voice again. I knew who it was, but I.. I didn't mean any harm… Im sorry.. I was just trying to get something back.. I had made a big mistake.


I made it back home promptly, and hid behind the wall. The horrors of this world were, well.. horrible. I had never been yelled at before.. all this was strangely new to me and I wasn’t liking it at all. I cried, laying there behind the wall for quite some time, thinking repeatedly about the events that just took place before I was eventually taken into the world of dreams.


Dreams had always fascinated me, they were so wonderfully complex, bringing back old memories to life, and renewing recent ones, and as it happened, I dreamt about the following events of the night. I was encased inside a dark box, I could feel it closing in on me like gigantic walls ready to crush anything inside, there was also Flash Light above me, just staring down giving off an eerie feel while the two pieces hovered next to him on either sides. Beside me in the darkness I could also make out faint doorways, and behind them I could hear terrifying sounds that I never would want to know what was caused by. The entire place began to close in to the point where I couldn't feel myself breathing anymore, I was suffocating. I screamed for help but my mouth refused to obey me. I watched in horror as I saw myself begin to die, everything went dark, then to nothingness. I snapped awake instantly, taking in huge breaths of air. I gasped and coughed until I was sore, then for the first time in my life, I felt scared and alone, there was no one there for me, there never was.

I looked up at the sky, it was still very late at night, that or early in the morning. Either way it was still dark out and I no longer felt the sense of comfort I once had for it. I backed up away from the darkness which had me on all sides, just like in my dream. I found myself pinned against the wall which could only protect me from one side. I looked around, everywhere I looked was darkness, it was all dark, there was no light, just complete utter darkness in every direction. I let out a short scream before remembering there was no one there for me. I was on my own with this one.. I gulped. So I decided to do the only thing I could remember from my parents. I closed my eyes and focused on creating my own little world with them. It gave me enough comfort to be able to open my eyes again and look out at the darkness. Everything was normal now, nothing had changed. I was okay. I looked over the wall and saw Ponyville below, it was completely dark now except for one light coming from what I guessed was Flash Light’s home, he must have turned his light back on. Using my hoofs, I formed a protective wall around his room so from where I was, he looked completely protected. No pony was going to harm him while I was here.