//------------------------------// // Chapter 1 // Story: Taking care of myself // by Rio362 //------------------------------// Another few hours spent looking outside and witnessing the beauty of snow. I’m as sick as a dog and yet it doesn’t bother me at all. Personally I don’t care if I’m sick. Why should I care. No one else does. I just let it be. I’d much rather have fun now and deal with my illness later. I live alone in my apartment so I just take care of myself or I would if I cared enough to. It’s my life and well if I died the next day who would mind right? So I just live my life in the now and if I fade away the next day then at least I know that I had a lot of fun before hand, and that would be optimal for me. I work almost everyday and so I spend the days away from work playing with friends at home and outside. Lets not get the wrong idea here I’m no bum or anything I shower and clean my apartment its just if I’m sick or hurt I don’t bother to worry about it. It’ll fix itself in time. I must sound lazy but to be honest I guess I just gave up hope. My life right now has been good it’s just been really lonely. If there is anything I ever did give a damn about it was music, but only music that really touched my soul. That kind of music has always given me reason to stay just a little longer to hopefully witness more music of that caliber. Another thing that gives me something beautiful to look at is the moon. How it shines sometimes at night and makes my whole apartment glow. I sometimes go out to the balcony to see the moon’s beauty shine. I love seeing how it lights up the pathways and roads around the building. One day however was very strange. I went out once again to see its glorious luminescence when I heard a voice. “You there what is your name?” “Who are you?” I asked All of a sudden the moon’s light shined down right at me it was pretty darn bright too. “What is your name?” “My name is Rio why?” “You care not for you life and I am curious as to why?” I wasn’t entirely sure as to why I was doing this. I wasn’t even sure if this was a dream or I was just slowly losing my mind. So I figured whatever I’ll just live in the moment and be honest. “I just lost hope that’s all. Why does that matter to you anyway?” Just as I finished my sentence a concentrated ray of the moon’s light shot through my chest and amazingly enough it didn’t hurt but instead I felt warmth. I however thought maybe this was it. This was finally my time and I was going to die comfortably instead of painfully. However the voice had spoken up again. “Maybe this will give you reason to have hope once more child. Look upon the gift to which I have given you and maybe you’ll have reason once more to live on. Farewell for now.” “What in the hell just happened?” My mind was lost in the numerous amount of questions that I had. I looked back up at the moon in wonder. after a few minutes of trying to figure out some reason for what happened I had remembered that she said she left something for me. My supposed reason for having renewed hope. I looked around trying to figure out what her gift was when my eyes fell upon what looked like at blue baby horse with a short black mane and tail. Being a brony my sense of wonder burst forth from me and I knelt down next to it. It was shivering while still somehow asleep. I was use to the cold but since it was still a foal outside was not the best place for it to be. I gently scooped it up so as not to wake it up and took it inside to my room where I let it rest on my bed. I covered it up to keep it nice and toasty, and then made my way back outside to see the moon again hoping for some answers. “Why did you give me this? What if I can’t take good care of it. I mean why choose someone like me who doesn’t give a damn if he dies the next day?” “Why?” I went back inside after about an hour of begging the moon for more answers. I stopped by the fridge to grab my water bottle before heading to my room. My mind was still lost in thought and I had almost banged into the door to my room because of this. When I arrived the sleeping colt was still there all wrapped up all warm and cozy in the bed sheets. *sigh* “What am I going to do with you little one? I hardly give a damn about myself so why choose me to take care you something like you?” I began to gently pet his head and while still asleep he pushed his head closer to my hand which helped me relax slightly after witnessing these crazy events. “I guess you really like that huh? what should I call you anyway?” After a few minutes of trying to figure out a good name and coming up with nothing I decided to just go to sleep and figure out a good name in the morning.