To be quite honest, I was literally blown out of my mind when Twilight told me all those stories. The adventures that she and her friends had, travelling to different parts of the land of Equestria and befriending old foes along the way sounded so amazing that I’d found myself becoming more and more intrigued by each passing second. However, they are second only to some of the other stories Twilight told me.
Believe it or not, my favorites are the ones where she and her friends had redeemed and befriended those who started off as enemies. In my eyes, those stories show that anypony has the capability to change their ways and become better and wiser than they ever were. Of course, there were a few that they haven’t been able to redeem and befriend and I believe that might be because they were too far gone or just refused friendship in general.
Another thing that sticks out to me are the friendship lessons that they learned over the years. It’s crazy to think that her friends started writing friendship reports after Twilight tried to create a friendship problem for her to solve so she can write a friendship report for Celestia.
‘She’s lucky she has friends like them,’ I think to myself. ‘I wish to have friends like them one day.’
Just then, my thoughts shifted to what happened earlier back at Canterlot Castle. I can’t help but wonder why Twilight acted the way she did when I asked if her friends knew anything about my predicament. Something deep down is telling me that Twilight is hiding something and that she is lying to me about her friends. Did she… lie?
I feel my heart ache at the thought of Twilight lying to me. She wouldn’t try to ruin her chance of earning my trust by lying to me, right? Right?
A clicking sound snaps me out of my thoughts. We both look up at the ceiling at the same time as a barely intelligible and staticky voice comes out from goodness knows where.
“CALLING ALL PASSENGERS; WE WILL BE ARRIVING AT PONYVILLE IN ONE MINUTE. PLEASE GRAB YOUR BELONGINGS UPON ARRIVAL.”
I look out the window and a smile spreads across my face. In the distance, a small town stands proud and tall, the infrastructure consisting of what looks to be a medieval village-style architecture. The houses appear to be in the form of timber-framed cottages with distinct thatched roofs that look to be made out of hay and overhanging upper floors. In my eyes, Ponyville has the appearance of an old-fashioned town.
I look back to Twilight and give her a small smile.
“Looks like we will be arriving at Ponyville shortly,” I say.
“It sure seems that way,” Twilight says.
“It looks very old.”
“You’ll be surprised to learn that Ponyville was founded by Earth Ponies a very long time ago. Believe it or not, the Apple Family are the original founders of Ponyville when Princess Celestia granted the family land where they planted their first orchard.”
I go wide eye at this piece of information. It’s one thing to learn that the town was founded by Earth Ponies, but to find out that it the original founders are none other than Applejack’s family is beyond not only shocking, but also amazing. Being friends with the original founders of Ponyville will blow anypony’s mind.
“Surprising, isn’t it?” Twilight asks. I snap out of my shock and look her in the eyes.
“More than surprising, actually,” I reply. “Being friends with any of the original founders of Ponyville is mind-blowing. I’m sure your mind was blown when you first found out, Twilight.”
Twilight gives me a smile and nods her head. “Yeah, I sure was when I first found out about that.”
I smile back at her. Just then, we hear another clicking sound and something tells me I know exactly what is going to be said. If the voice said that we will be arriving in a minute, I’m very sure that the voice will say that we will be arriving shortly. I can feel it.
“CALLING ALL PASSENGERS; WE NOW HAVE ARRIVED AT PONYVILLE. THANK YOU FOR USING THE EQUESTRIA EXPRESS.”
“You ready for this, Selina?” Twilights asks. If I tell her that I am ready would be a lie.
To be honest, I’m not ready for this. I will be entering a small town with ponies who I don’t know and will be living with Twilight for the moment, to which I don’t see as bad thing. The other problem is how I will be able to fit in with the other ponies. I don’t know why, but something within in my gut is telling that I’m not going to be able to fit in, that all I will be is the town outcast. If that’s the cast, how will be I able to make friends? If I can’t make any friends in Ponyville, then what will my chances be if I try in a different part of Equestria?
I know that if I am unable to make friends here, Luna will see that moment as me being incapable of friendship and will deal with me personally, like she has promised the night prior. That’s something I don’t want to happen, not by a long shot. I’ll not give Luna the satisfaction of getting just the slight impression that I can’t make a single friend. I want to hate the Moon Princess for what she has put me through, but for some reason, I can’t even bring myself to. I find this odd, but I don’t dwell on it.
I look Twilight in the eyes and see that she’s waiting for me to give her an answer. The only good thing coming from all of this is that Twilight will be helping me with this. Again, I know nothing about friendship, except for the virtues that are necessary for a very wonderful friendship. Maybe even one that will last a lifetime.
‘I have to at least try,’ I think to myself. I take a deep breath before giving her a slightly determined look.
“In all honesty, I am not,” I reply, “but I’ll give it my best shot.”
Twilight gives me a small smile, which causes the smile on my face to grow a bit more. Seeing that smile gives me hope and I really hope that everything goes well.
The train comes to a complete stop and Twilight and I get up from our seats and proceed out of the train. We walk out of the train and onto the wooden floors of the train station. The other ponies step out of the train and walk pass Twilight and I. As they walk by us, I notice them looking at me with blank expressions on their faces. Some of them even had that concentration in their eyes.
‘Why the heck are they giving that look?’ I think to myself. ‘I seriously don’t like that look.’
It’s one thing to witness that with Luna, another thing to see that slightly with Celestia, but it’s entirely different thing if I am seeing that look in multiple different ponies. Seeing that gives me the impression that they were looking for something but aren’t getting what they want. Whatever it is that they are doing, that needs to stop. They should know that be doing something like this will only make ponies think that there’s something wrong with you or that you’re just being rude or creepy.
The thing that I do notice is that it’s mainly the Unicorns giving me that look. Although I have seen 2 to 3 normal ponies and only one pony with wings giving me that look, it’s really only the Unicorns looking at me with that concentration in their eyes.
I feel myself becoming annoyed with this. I feel the urge to glare at them or shout at them to knock it off. However, I know that if I do that, I will be draw attention to myself and doing that is the last thing I need at this point. For starters, I just entered town and if I shout at them for staring at like that, they might think that I’m very rude and see me as the type to not be friends with. That will pretty much destroy the whole purpose of me being moved here in the first place.
The last of the ponies step out of the train and then walk away into the direction of Ponyville. A few of those ponies give me that concentrated look before they look away and heading in the direction of Ponyville. When I can no longer see them, I turn my attention to Twilight. She has the familiar cute smile on her face. I feel my heart beat a bit fast and that familiar warmth form in my chest.
‘Why can’t this feeling go away?’ I think to myself. I shake this feeling away before looking Twilight in the eyes.
“So, what do we do now?” I ask. Twilight’s smile grows slightly.
“I will lead you to the Castle and have you settle there,” Twilight says.
“How far is the castle?” I ask.
“Only like a few minutes away,” Twilight replies. “It’s not really far. It is like walking distance from here.”
“Lead the way, Twilight,” I say. Twilight nods her head and we proceed to the small town of Ponyville.
‘Stop staring at me, stop staring at me,’ I keep repeating in my head as Twilight and I walk through Ponyville and, probably, in the general direction of the castle.
The walk through Ponyville has been anything but pleasant so far. For the past two minutes, the ponies of Ponyville, like the ones back on the train station, have done nothing but stare at me, giving me that concentrated look before they change into one of pure frustration. At this point, I’m beginning to get very annoyed. This is starting to get very ridiculous.
My ears twitch when I pick up the sound of… whispering.
“Who is that pony?” I hear a female pony say from my right. Are they talking about me right now? I strain my hearing so that I can hear them better.
“I don’t know, but I’ve never seen a pony as strange as her,” I then hear a deep voice say from my left. “Like, how can a pony such as her even exist?”
Yep, they are indeed talking about me and that deep voice saying that only serves to confirm my suspicions as well.
I feel a rush of annoyance flow through me. Why the heck are these ponies saying these things about me? What did I do wrong? Is there something about me that I’m not completely aware of? Not having the answer to those questions only fueled my annoyance, but nonetheless, I still strain my hearing so I can hear what they are saying about me.
“Can you hear what the new pony is thinking?”
“No, I can’t. I can’t hear a single thing.”
“What in Equestria is she thinking?”
“Why can’t I hear anything?”
“It’s like she’s not thinking anything at all.”
This immediately catches my attention and I resist the urge to stop in my tracks. What the heck did they mean by any of that? What do they mean that they can’t hear what I’m thinking? If anything, why does it matter to them? My thoughts are none of their concern. They should worry about themselves and not about what I’m thinking. I’m not prying into their lives so why are they trying to pry into mine? Makes no sense whatsoever.
I continue to listen.
“What kind of pony has a fur coat and a mane and tail in that color? Nopony, that’s for sure.”
“She looks funny.”
“Can I see the new pony, Mommy?”
“No, sweetie. I don’t want you anywhere near her.”
“This is becoming so frustrating. Why can’t I hear what she’s thinking?”
“Why is she here? She doesn’t belong here.”
I feel something from within the depths of my mind trying to break free upon hearing the last words. Those words… they sound… familiar. That doesn’t make any sense. Why do they feel like I have heard them before? I feel all traces of annoyance wash away and confusion takes its place.
‘Why does my head feel so funny?’ I think to myself. ‘What is the meaning of this?’
A strange image flashes in front of my eyes. I stop dead in my tracks and I let out a small gasp. In the image, there is a strange creature standing on two legs walking down some strange crowded area. The thing is looking at creatures similar to it. The creature stands taller than a pony, has short black hair, its skin is a pale white and it is wearing very strange materials that wrap around its upper body and its legs. For some strange reason, this creature looks… familiar.
The image fades from my vision and I see all of the ponies giving me timid looks. I look to see Twilight standing about a foot away from me with a slightly concerned expression on her face.
“Selina, are you okay?” she asks. I shake my head to help clear it before looking Twilight in the eyes.
“What?” I ask stupidly.
“When I suddenly heard you gasp and saw you standing there like a statue, I was worried something happened,” Twilight explains.
“Yeah, I’m okay,” I reply softly.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure. Let’s go.”
Twilight eyeballs me a little bit before she turns around and begins walking away. I quickly follow behind her, trying my best to ignore the other ponies. Something deep within me is scolding me for not telling Twilight for what just happened, but in all honesty, I don’t care. The last thing I want is for Twilight to think that I’m crazy, inform the Princesses and have them deal with me.
The ponies continue to stare at me with those concentrated and frustrated looks on their faces. Remembering what those ponies were saying earlier, I can’t help but get the feeling that they’re trying to read my thoughts. Why are they trying to do that? And more importantly, don’t they have any idea that doing something like that is an invasion of privacy. I’m pretty sure that if I tried to do it, they would freak out and confront me about it so why are they doing it to me?
‘I seriously hope my mind doesn’t become a very big deal around here,’ I think to myself.
Out of nowhere, I pick up the sound of voices, but they don’t sound like they are coming from the ponies that continue to stare at me. It’s strange because the voices have this echoing effect to them. They sound like they are coming from… inside of my head.
“Look at him; thinking he is one of us!! HA!! What a loser!!”
“Go back to where you came from, whitehead!!”
“Stay away from me, you monster!! I rather die than be anywhere near you!!”
I begin shaking my head violently in an attempt to get the voices to stop, but they keep on coming. I stop in my tracks and clap my right hoof against the side of my head. The tone of the voices are filled to the very brim with hatred that rivaled the hate-filled tone that Luna used when she spoke with me last night.
I continue shaking my head as the voices keep echoing in my head.
“Go die in a hole, you little scoundrel!!”
“Your mother must be ashamed to have given birth to someone like you!!”
“Stay back, demon!! I’ll kill you if you come any closer!!”
“No one cares what you think!! Everything you think of is always stupid as crap!!”
“N-no, stop it,” I whimper, shutting my eyes tightly. “Get out of my head… Leave me alone…”
The voices do no such thing. They begin saying things that are starting to make me feel sick to my stomach. I feel my heart beginning to ache from the harshness of their words. Never in my life have I ever heard such horrible things. I feel my eyes begin to water up as the intensity of the pain that I am feeling increases as the voices persisted.
I push myself up onto my hindlegs with the other hoof and I now clap both of my hooves onto the sides of my head, trying so desperately to get them to stop.
“Selina, is everything okay?” I hear Twilight say, which is then quickly followed by the voices yet again as I continue shaking my head a more little aggressively now.
“If you were to die, I’m sure nobody will miss you one bit!!”
“You’re a plague to us all!!”
“I rather date a man than a demon like you!!”
“Go back to where you came from!!”
“Stop it, stop it,” I say, my voice getting louder with each word. I feel the tears trailing down my face as I continue shaking my head, now with much more aggression.
“Selina, what’s going on?” Twilight asks me with a hint of concern present in her tone, though I hardly pay attention to it.
Why is this happening? Why are these voices tormenting me? It just doesn’t make any sense… Where have I heard these voices before?! And more importantly to that; why do they sound so familiar?! Why can’t they stop and get out of my head?!
As all these questions go through my head, I feel this sudden rush of anger flow through me, one that I have never felt before. The anger is far more powerful than that time when Luna was throwing all those accusations at me back at the dungeons. I growl and clench my teeth aggressively as the anger continues growing at such a fast pace that it both shocks and frightens me a bit. The voices continue echoing in my head.
I can’t take it anymore. I feel everything explode deep within me. I take a deep breath and then shout at the top of my lungs. I feel the ground shake beneath me from the intensity of my voice, but I don’t care.
“SHUT UP!! JUST SHUT UP!! I AM NOT A DEMON!! I AM NOT A PLAGUE!! I AM NOT A WHITEHEAD!! I HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG SO JUST GET OUT OF MY HEAD!! DO YOU HEAR ME; GET… OUT… OF… MY… HEAD!!!”
An image flashes in my vision and I feel something click in my head… and then nothing.
“SELINA!!”
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‘You are such a disgrace, boy. Nothing but a failure and a disappointment to this family.’
‘I have done nothing but try and impress you, father, as well as try and do some good for this world. No matter what I do, you, mother, Lisa, and Kyle view my achievements and goals as nothing but a stupid children’s fantasy. You all view me as nothing but a failure and a terrible plague to this world all because I can do anything and that I’m different from the rest of you.’
‘It is your own fault that you’re a failure, not anybody else’s.’
‘Ooooh, so it’s my fault that I’m born with pale white skin that is as pale as the Moon itself? And I’m a failure because I have the highest IQ than the rest of the population on Earth, despite the fact that I was forced to drop out of middle school because you and mother couldn’t ‘afford’ for me to go and learn, but for some reason, you and mother can afford for my two younger siblings to go, that I even went as far as invent the cure for all arthritis and cancer in less than 2 months, only for some stupid, lazy scientist to come take the credit for all the work that I had done? Is that what you’re basically trying to tell me, father?’
‘Yes. So what? It’s all you’re ever good at.’
‘Are you kidding me? Are you ACTUALLY FRICKING KIDDING ME?!?!’
‘Don’t you dare raise your tone at me, you filthy swine. I am your father and you will not speak to me that way!!’
‘I don’t give a darn if you’re my father or not!! I’m sick and tired of you guys always treating me like a pile of dirt, a loser, a huge disappointment, and an outcast!! All because I’m different, you guys think it’s okay to do what you all have been doing to me for all these years!! And worst of all, you have been trying everything in your power to make sure that my life is nothing but a living nightmare and put me down just so you all can feel good about yourselves!!’
‘You little-’
‘‘You little’ what, father?!?! Are you getting angry because you know that I’m speaking the truth?!?! That you know that what you guys have been doing to me is wrong?!?! That I’m actually good at something that could actually help the planet?!?! You are trying so hard to deny it all, but it’s no use!! Face it, father; I’m not a disappointment and you know it!! And you know what; I’m done with all of you!! I never want to see you guys ever AGAIN!!’
*ANGRY FOOTSTEPS WALKING AWAY*
‘Okay, boy. You have finally crossed the line this time. I’ve had just about enough of you disrespecting me and it’s about time that you are taught a lesson!!’
*FOOTSTEPS STOP*
‘What are you- Oh my God, w-what are you doing with that gun?!?!’
‘Something that should have been done a VERY long time ago!!’
‘W-what?!?!’
‘You were never a part of this family, never have been! Getting rid of you will be lifting the burden that we had to deal with for so long!! It will be a blessing to us all!’
‘Y-you can’t be serious!! Y-you can’t do this!!’
‘Oh yes, I can. I’m ashamed to have someone like you as a son, but now, I can finally undo that mistake. Goodbye… boy.’
‘NOOOOO-’
*BANG*
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*THE NEXT DAY*
My eyes shot wide open and I let out a loud gasp. I instantly sit up and rest my right hoof on my chest, feeling the rapid pounding of my heart. As I try to calm myself down, I think over what I had experienced just seconds ago. Everything that went down, all of it felt… familiar, like I remember it happening. It is so very confusing; what did all of this mean?
After a while, I manage to calm myself down. I begin rubbing my eyes with my black-furred hooves. Wait a minute, my hooves are back to normal? I take my hooves away from my eyes and raise them in my point of view. Sure enough, my hoof is covered in the familiar regal black fur instead of the white fur. I run my hoof around my neck and realize that my necklace has gone missing.
‘Where’s my necklace?’ I think to myself in slight panic before calming myself a little bit. ‘I can worry about that later because right now, I need to worry about something else.’
I rest my hoof against my side and take a look at my immediate surroundings. The first thing I instantly notice is the bed I am lying on. On each corner of the bed are large vertical columns that are supporting this rectangular panel that hovers above the bed. On both the left and right sides of the bed, there are these large red curtains for purposes that are foreign to me and to the right of the bed is a small wooden nightstand.
The next thing I notice is the style of the room. The room has to be about half the size of the bedroom that I previously had back at Canterlot Castle and what strikes me as odd is that it seems to be made out of some kind of bluish-purple shiny material. To the left is a large window where Sunlight is shining through and to the right is a closet with an arched top.
To say that the crystals that make up the room is beautiful would be an understatement. They are gorgeous. They are so shiny that if I would to look into them, I might be able to see my face reflect off of them. And from the looks of it, this looks a bedroom.
‘Where am I?’ I think to myself. ‘How did I get here?’
“Selina?” came a familiar female voice from my right. I turn to see Twilight standing beside the bed with relief plastered on her face. I must have been so focused on surveying my surroundings that I didn’t even notice the purple pony standing there.
“Twilight, where am I?” I ask curiously. “How did I get here? And how long was I out?”
“You’re in the Castle of Friendship,” Twilight begins to say. “After you lost consciousness, I carried you here and placed you in this bed and waited for you to wake up. And as for how long you’ve been unconscious; about all day and night yesterday so for about 18 hours. It’s 8 in the morning.”
I stare at Twilight with wide eyes. So from what Twilight is telling me, I’ve been out for the past 18 hours, meaning that I lost consciousness at around 2 ‘o clock in the afternoon on the way here yesterday. Whatever had happened to me yesterday, it caused me to faint and be so out of it for the next 18 hours. All of that sounds very crazy and really scary at the same time to me.
“I see,” I say. I suddenly remember that I’m missing my necklace. “Twilight, do you know where my necklace is?”
“I removed it from your neck after I laid you down in this bed,” Twilight replies before looking me in the eyes. “Selina, I need to ask you something. Something very important.”
“What is it?” I ask. I don’t know why, but I feel like a good general idea of what she’s going to ask me. I can’t make assumptions but I have a feeling I know what it is already.
“What happened yesterday?” she asks. “When we were only about halfway to the castle, you began saying things like ‘stop it’ and ‘get out of my head’ before you suddenly stood on your hindlegs, clapped your hooves on the sides of your head, shaking your head violently and began shouting at the top of your lungs, shouting things that didn’t make any sense. And then afterwards, you passed out.”
“Oh…” I say weakly, knowing full well on what she was talking about. I had a feeling it had something to do with that and honestly, I’m not surprised that would be the question she would ask.
“Selina, what happened?” Twilight asks softly. I stare at her and begin debating on whether I should tell her about the voices I heard.
Something in the back of my mind is telling me that I shouldn’t tell her about what happened. If I do tell her, she will think that I am crazy or maybe even worse, she might think that I am reverting into Nightmare Moon and might even alert the Princesses about it.
On the other hoof, another part is telling me to be honest. That I should tell her the truth. It is telling me that if I don’t tell her, she will find out sooner or later and the consequences can be severe. However, if I tell her about what happened yesterday and what I experienced, this will help build up the trust and things will become easier between us.
I take a deep breath and look Twilight in the eyes, having decided on the course of action.
“I… I was hearing voices,” I say flatly.
“Voices?” Twilight asks curiously. “What do you mean by ‘voices’?”
“Well, as we were walking through Ponyville, I was hearing the other ponies talking about me, calling me ‘strange’ and ‘funny’, even go as far as saying that I ‘didn’t belong here’,” I begin to say. “Not only that, but I also heard some of them saying that they couldn’t what I was thinking. I have no idea what they mean by that. After I heard that a few times, I heard one of them say ‘Why is she here? She doesn’t belong here.’
“When I heard this, I had this strange… image pop up in my vision. In it, I saw these… strange creatures that were standing on two legs, wearing some kind of strange material around their bodies and they didn’t look like ponies at all. One of them had pale white skin, green eyes, short brown hair, and it was looking at the other creatures that looked like it. I know this will sound crazy to you but that creature looked familiar, like I seen it before or I was that very creature somehow. The image popping up in my vision was the reason I gasped in the first place.”
I stop and wait for Twilight to say something. She proceeds to stare at me with this wide-eye expression on her face. I have no idea how she is taking this, but I seriously hope she doesn’t see me as crazy. If she is, it will be the worst thing to ever happen to me. To be seen as crazy is something I’m pretty sure nopony wants to happen. The only one to know the truth will be you and if others think you have a screw loose, that might get you sent somewhere else.
When she didn’t say anything, probably waiting for me to explain about the ‘voices’ I heard yesterday, I continue explaining what happened.
“After you asked me if I was okay and me telling you that I was fine, we continued on. All of a sudden, I began hearing voices. The thing was this; the voices weren’t coming from the other ponies at all. If anything, I heard the voices from… inside my head. They were saying things, Twilight, and they weren’t pleasant.”
The memories of what they were saying comes flooding back and I look away from her, feeling my eyes beginning to water. Twilight must have noticed it because I feel a hoof resting on my right hoof. I look down to see her left hoof resting on mine. I look up to see her giving me a sympathetic look.
“If you don’t want to talk about it, that’s okay,” she says in a soft tone. I shake my head firmly.
“No, I want to tell you about it,” I say, my voice trembling slightly. “There is no point on trying to hide it when there’s the possibility of you finding out anyway. It’s better this way.”
I take a deep breath and continue on finishing the story.
“The voices; they were saying things like ‘go back to where you came from’, and ‘stay away from me, you monster’, and ‘stay back, demon’, and even going as far as calling me a ‘plague’. That was when you were hearing me say those things; I was begging- pleading- for them to stop, but they didn’t. Those voices kept on going and going and that was when I shouted at the top of my lungs.” I blink and feel something wet trailing down my right cheek, but at this point, I don’t care. “But that’s not even the end of it all, Twilight. Something happened after I lost consciousness.”
“What happened?” she asks.
“I… I remember a few things…” I say weakly.
“You do?” she asks with a gasp. “What do you remember?”
“I… I remember having a father who saw me as nothing but a disappointment no matter what I did or tried to make him proud,” I begin to say as I feel my eyes water up more. I am trying so hard not to cry. “It didn’t matter if I found a cure for a disease that was seen as incurable or invented something that could change the world, he never saw it as anything good or wonderful. It was always a disappointment to him.
“I remember a mother who never gave me any love or any attention whatsoever, seeing me as a disgrace to the family… Make something nice for her? She’ll turn a blind eye on it and pretend I didn’t even exist. Make her a very good dinner? She would sigh before getting up and throwing it away in the garbage. It didn’t matter what I did, my mother showed any signs of acknowledgement or attention. I was nothing to her.
“I remember having siblings who would always beat me mercilessly for no reason at all or whenever they all felt like doing it. They would beat me, leave me out from family activities or even anything fun related, and they even went as far as to publicly humiliate me in front of everyone.
“And worst of all, I remember my last confrontation with my father.”
“What happened?” Twilight asks softly.
I hesitate and think over everything that happened. It all makes complete sense now; the vision, the creature with the pale white skin, the voices, all of it makes sense. All of those I had witnessed; they were all memories of my past!
I sniffle before finding the strength to continue.
“We… we got into a fight because he called me a ‘disgrace, a loser, and a disappointment to the family’, as he always did. Turns out that the creature with the pale white skin I saw in my vision yesterday… somehow… that creature was… me… My family treated me the way they did was because I was different from them… and they blamed me for being a disappointment and a failure. When I learned this, I…” I shut my eyes tightly as the tears begin trailing down my face like waterfalls. “I got angry and told him that I never wanted to see him or them again. As I was walking away, he said that I finally crossed the line, saying that he was going to teach me a lesson.
“I remember turning around and seeing my father pointing a gun at me. After saying that he was going to get rid of the burden he, my mother, and siblings had to deal with for so long… he… he shot me!! I remember the feeling of my life draining from me and the cold, dark fingers of death grasping my very soul!! He killed me, Twilight!! My own father killed me and he did it with a sinister grin on his face!! How could he be so cruel, Twilight?!?! I don’t understand HOW!!”
I can’t take it anymore. I clap my hooves over my eyes and begin sobbing uncontrollably. So many emotions begin bubbling up within me; anger, hatred, sadness, and confusion. How can somepony be so cruel and evil enough to take the life of a family member? Why did it have to be me?
I feel the bed shift before something wraps themselves around me. I stop and remove my hooves from my eyes to see Twilight hugging me tightly. She looks into my eyes and I can see tears welling up in her eyes.
“I’m so sorry, Selina,” Twilight whispers. I begin whimpering and my eyes begin to water. I feel as if something within had broken and it’s all coming like a tidal wave.
‘I can’t fight this anymore!!’ I think to myself before my lower lip begins trembles violently and I fully lose control.
I instantly wrap Twilight in the biggest hug I can muster and begin crying uncontrollably again. I don’t care whether I fully trust Twilight or not or Twilight fully trusts me or not, I just need somepony to hold me right now, somepony to cry on to. If anything really, somepony I want to trust my life with.