Evening Storm’s Travels #18
Hey guys… Evening Storm here…
I’ve been going over my past logs. I’m glad they are still there. I was beginning to think maybe they’d have changed… Then again I’m not sure if I’d know they have changed… I…
<System Detecting Anomily in owner’s breathing.>
S-Shut up you stupid computer. Gah, it even typed out my mind stutter. This thing scares me sometimes.
I’m sorry for that folks. I can barely keep my mind together right now. The images I’m seeing…
Did you know my mother was a beautiful white pony? She was a lovely Pegasus with green hair. I think that’s where Daisy got her mane. Dad was a strong earth pony. He was a brilliant sapphire blue with a black mane. The exact opposite colors I have. How weird…
I remember when my little Sister was born. Daisy was so cute as a foal. We all found it odd she was pink. But hey it happens sometimes. It was no more surprising then me being a unicorn after all…
…Are you all asking me what I’m talking about? Because -I- am.
I-I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I don’t know what is real anymore.
I… Remember riding a bike. I remember playing Nintendo at a friends house. I can almost picture them so clearly. Yet, Yet I can also remember lifting my very first object with my magic. I remember Daisy getting lost in the hedge maze at Canterlot when just a wee filly. I spent hours searching for her. She was so happy to see me when I finally found her, that she wouldn’t let go of me for the rest of the night…
Everything is blurring together. I feel like I’m loosing my mind. To be honest I was reading my past posts to keep myself occupied. I’m only writing this blog post to distract me from what is happening.
What is happening… I don’t even know what that is. What IS happening!? Am I a human or a pony?
I… I’m afraid guys. I want to remember who I am, but I know. I know what I want to be. I want to be what I am right now. A unicorn pony. I… I want Daisy to be my sister. But do I have the right? Do I have a choice? Is this the reality and my thoughts of my human life just a fantasy?
I keep shivering. These thoughts… Am I loosing something important? Something precious?
Daisy… A sister, My family.
I don’t.
I.
I don’t want to be alone.
No.
I can’t sleep…
I’m afraid…
I’m afraid that when I wake up…
I won’t be me anymore…