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// Horror Week, part 6: Twilight Sparkle 
// Story: Nonagon's Ultra-Short Bite-Size Pony Fics 
// by Nonagon 
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"When I was little," she starts, "I used to have nightmares about social situations. Now I have bad dreams about being alone."

She sits up, tugging the bedsheets around her. "It's funny, really. Before I had friends, I always secretly thought that everyone but me was just a fancy toy that stopped moving when I wasn't watching. These days, it's the opposite. Sometimes I wonder if I even exist if I'm not being observed. But that's just me being silly."

Her eyes never leave yours.