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// coping with reality 
// Story: A New Perspective 
// by kharne34231 
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Chapter 5 coping with reality

My life was shattered. I was dead, I died. I couldn’t think anything else. Was Celestia lying? But if she was what could she have gained? I hadn’t noticed it but I had begun to cry just at the thought of it.

“What… about the…*sniff* others who were in the car.” I said between the tears I was trying to hold back.

“They were very good people. I tried my best to save them but they didn’t make it. One had made it to equestria, he died on the way to the Canterlot hospital. The other was so badly mangled we couldn’t help him.” The look on Celestia’s face was grim. I kept looking for something in her expression to suggest she was lying, a joke something anything!

“But Kyle made it! He’s teaching at the Canterlot University.” Celestia didn’t respond. “It was in the newspaper!” I pleaded.

“I’m so sorry but that article was false. I made it to get you to come here so I could talk to you myself. I’m so sorry.” She said with the care and sadness only a friend could possess.

I could hold back the flood gates anymore. I had lost everything; I dropped to the floor and sobbed like never before. It was too much for me accepted. I had died and now I was alone in equestrian. Everyone I had ever known, gone to me I would never see them again.

I curled up in a corner and tried to make sense of what I had just been told. I tried to spot a lie, a fib anything from anywhere in her speech. I couldn’t find anything, no matter how hard I strived to deny it. I knew the truth, I had died and now I was alone.

Gently Celestia laid her hoof on my shoulder. I could feel her sincerity. It soothed me but it wasn’t enough to end the infinite sadness that consumed me from inside. I could feel her sadness without even looking at her. 

“You need not hide yourself from anypony here in equestrian. Your safe here now.” Her words were empty to me. I was to far gone, no matter how I put it in my mind I was dead and if that weren’t enough I had been removed from my life. Did I even have a purpose anymore.

“I’m so sorry for your loss. I couldn’t watch you die, you didn’t deserve it. Ill arrange a place for you to live. Anywhere in equestrian, anything you want to do its yours.” I couldn’t say anything even if I had wanted to. My life was destroyed, no killed by the cruel tendrils of fate. I was stripped of my home and family and thrown here.

Then came bliss. A faint tap on my head from what I could only determine was Celestia’s horn made the tears stop. My eyes closed and my mind drifted to a vast dream scape that filled me with an artificial happiness. As I drifted more I could hear a faint voice call to me from what seemed miles away. Please sleep, your friends will be with you soon.


I dreamt again. I was leaving the club with Kyle, I believe I was drunk. Kyle was out of his mind tired but was going to drive us home. Then we saw him. On the side of the street was a man he had a cut in his side and was bleeding. In what I can only describe as a burst of sanity I turned to Kyle and dragged him over to help me with the man.

We put the man in the car and Kyle drove us away at easily double the freeway limit. The hospital was next to the ocean and we had to take a snaking road to get there. It took us very little time to get into view of it. All that stood between us and it was a small hill. Then in what can only be described as the worst burst of bad luck our head lights went out.

Then came the truck, a monolith of death that rose from the hill as a zombie would a grave. Its lights burned my eyes and its horn pierced my ears. Kyle had drifted to the wrong lane because of his drowsiness. Before I knew it the car was filled with the screams of people as the truck crashed into us and sent us spiraling.

The car flipped once, twice, three times. During which the broken glass were thrown like knives against our flesh. Then the car stopped, we were over a cliff and the car was tilting back slowly. My fiend was unconscious and so was the other. I reached for the door and threw myself out, but not before the car began to fall.

Bellow me was a fifty foot fall to the dark ocean and its spiky rocks. Then I began to feel lighter, the world slowed down and in the worst possible way I saw the car, with the man in the back seat, crash into the rocks. The sound of shredding metal and shattering glass filled my ears. Then white, a thud, and finally a rainy night sky in a forest.


I awoke in a soft bed. It wasn’t in the hotel at Canterlot. A window was in the wall to my right. Remorsefully I looked out. I was in Ponyville. The events that occurred with Celestia were still as clear as day, as if they had only happened a moment ago. Intense grief filled my soul as I lay back and tried to process what happened.

I rolled over and saw the room I was in. it was nothing from what I had ever seen before. I wasn’t in any building I had ever seen before. The view itself was from an angle never pictured. The room was fairly and made of solid oak with mahogany trim. The furniture was masterfully crafted, there was a chair that was on the opposite side next to a book shelf that was empty.

A small table was to my left, on it was a large assortment of gifts and cards along with fresh flowers in water. Slowly, and with little energy or enthusiasm I reached for it and picked up one of the cards. This one was from Twilight, apparently Celestia had told her everything. By the words on the paper I could tell she was very sad for me.

There were letters from all kinds of ponies here. Rainbow, Pinky, all of them had sent me something. Rarity had sent me a large gift bag filled with some really exotic foods and some teas. I found that one fairly comforting, a cup of tea would be really nice right now. I mumbled under my breath.

I got out of the bed and onto the floor. My emotional state was very feeble, it would be comparable to a thin sheet of ice that I was standing on that over looked a pool of sadness that I could not even begin to fathom. The floor, which was made of solid wood felt good to walk on and somehow was able to lift my spirits slightly. I always did like oak.

Slowly I walked to the door. I pushed it open and looked on the other side. It was a combined kitchen and living room that was lit well by windows from the ceiling and walls. The kitchen had a stove large enough to cook with four burners. One of them had a tea pot on it which I filled with water and set to boil.

The counter was a fine stone that was smoothed and sealed. It was pristine and didn’t have a single smudge on it. I looked up and saw another card lying on the table. It wasn’t large or special in any way. On top of it was an empty frame, the card was from Celestia.

As I opened it a small picture fell out onto the table. It fell face down so I could see it. I chose to read the card before examining the picture.
Dear Cameron

I cannot express in words how sorry I am for you nor can I begin to understand your pain. I would ask of you though that you try to make friends here. You were a shining beacon of what good was in your world and I am so sorry you are now lost to it. The ponies here though will make good friends I can promise you that.

As you have likely noticed this card contains a picture. It took me a considerable amount of time to retrieve only this from your world but I felt you needed something. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me for what I did to you, but it was the only way.

My sincerest apologies Celestia

I placed the card on the table and picked up the picture. I turned it around to find it was a picture of me and my family from when I was human, when I was on earth, when I was alive. This was my only connection to myself now, I had nothing else.

A bell rang, a pony was standing outside. I walked over to a window and looked outside. Fluttershy was standing outside, waiting patiently. Slowly I walked to the door and pushed it open.

“hello.” I said drearily.

“Oh you’re awake.” Fluttershy said, there was a pause.

“Please come in.” I opened the door. She entered slowly, I could tell she was trying not to disturb me. She knew how bad I was. “You don’t know how glad I am to see you of all ponies.” I said.

“I heard about what happened to you. I can’t imagine what you’re going through.” She said weakly.

“It’s uh nothing I can’t handle.” I said trying to be brave.

“You don’t need to be brave now. You’re hurt and I can tell, is there anything I can get you?” she asked

“If I could just talk that would be nice.” Fluttershy nodded and walked towards the kitchen table.

The next hour or so remains a blur to me. All I assume though was that it was filled with grief. I was so lucky to have Fluttershy with me though. If she hadn’t been the one at my door I don’t know what I would have done. I have her to thank for helping me get out of this pit of sadness, I owe her my life.