Dear Princess Celestia,
This is my first letter about friendship, so here we go… Actually, I don’t really know what to say. I have the best friends in the world, and I wouldn’t trade them for anything. That’s pretty much it...
…Actually, there is something. Something happened just the other day. You see, there’s this mare I know. I see her every day while I’m clearing the clouds. She’s always zipping back and forth, delivering the mail with a smile. She’s the happiest mare I’ve ever seen. She’s always really clumsy, but that never stops her from smiling.
I was clearing out the clouds like I always do. It was going well, but something was off. It took me a while, but I noticed that that mare wasn’t out flying around like she usually was. I just thought she was taking a day off.
Later that afternoon I decided to go for a walk. It was peaceful for a while, but then I heard something. I froze, straining to identify the sound; it was somepony crying. I glanced around, but couldn’t find who it was coming from.
But then I saw that cheerful mare curled up in a ball on the ground in an alleyway, crying her eyes out. I just stared. I didn’t know what to think of somepony as happy as her crying like that. I looked around. Nopony was even stopping to help her. They just looked at her and kept walking.
I snapped out of it and walked over. I stood in front of her and asked if she was okay. She didn’t say anything and just kept crying. I was worried and put a hoof on her shoulder. Her head shot up and she looked straight at me. It looked like she was really surprised to see somepony there.
Why was she surprised that somepony was worried about her?
When she looked up, there was a big bruise on the side of her face.
I asked her what happened. She still wouldn't tell me. I asked if she was okay and she started crying again. I hugged her to comfort her and, again, she was surprised.
…Why?
Why did nopony help her? I knew not a lot of ponies really liked her, but… she was so alone. Nopony cared about her.
… I know what it feels like to be alone. I didn’t always have the amazing friends I have now.
Being alone is the worst feeling a pony can get.
What I’m trying to say is nopony should ever have to be alone. They should always have somepony to care about them. She didn’t have anypony, but she has me now, and I promise I’ll never let her be alone again.
So, I guess that’s what I learned about friendship, princess.
Your Faithful Subject,
Rainbow Dash