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// First Words 
// Story: Near and Far 
// by TheMareWhoSaysNi 
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"There may be seven sins, but only two sins rule the world - lust and greed. If you got one, you can get the other. There are people who pays for sex and people who are getting money from sex. Fair's fair. If you have one or the other, then you got power. If you have them both, then you're the master of universe." Essay for an Application at Canterlot Catholic High School,
by Rainbow Dash (15)



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"Dear diary,

No, this is a silly sappy way of starting this sh*t...

You notebook, you're the unlucky chosen one where I'm going to lay down my thoughts,

I know I am a dummy, for I have been trapped by your cover. My juvenile part hasn't resist to buy you just because there was this damn Sandra Dee doppelganger on it. The worse is that I hate Sandra Dee. She's cute, positive and full of hopes for the future and that's the opposite of who I am. Yes, it sounds cliché but I guess I am some sort of cliché as well. My whole life, and this only is a joke since I'm not that old, is some sort of cliché. About human misery.

And I have an IQ of about 169 and if I have been stupid, that wouldn't have changed anything. Except that maybe, I wouldn't have even mind. Maybe that would have been for the best. Shucks, now I'm regretting that I'm not a dummy for real!

Oh, I know what you're thinking.... You've got an IQ of 169 and you're starting a diary? Such a young genius can't be writing this nonsense of diaries, this is good for spotty brats dreaming of the football team's quaterback. Well, you know what? Screw you! And what do you know about that, uh? You're a damn dead tree!

So, I don't know how the others do when they're starting a diary but I suppose this is the moment where I have to introduce myself. This huge cliché like straight out of a TV show so that housewives would bawl in front of their set...

Rainbow Dash (that's me) was born in the ghettos of society. My real mother is dead. My father is dead too. I now live with his second wife, the most normal of all lives. On the surface. Such a beautiful surface, indeed!

Tomorrow, I'll start High School. Not that horrible Catholic thingy she wanted me to go to, but she's been able to make me join this awful well named Crystal Prep. Great, it'll give me things to say and I wouldn't have bought this silly diary that I'm talking to as if it were a real person for no purpose. I'm Rainbow Dash, IQ 169 and I hate myself each time I turn into the fifteen years-old teenager that I am. Thankfully, it's rare.

One last thing I have to tell you in case you're expecting smashing teen drama... I'm already dead inside so life is meaningless for me. And it would take a miracle for me to come alive again."