//------------------------------// // "The bottom of the bottle" // Story: I wanna be wonderbolt... just like you // by DitzyDerperellaDoo //------------------------------// In her hoof was a quill, the feather was soft and purple, the pen part of it was a light shade of pink. It ticked her hoof lightly as she tried her best to write as neatly as possible, she was failing a bit for, her hoof was shaking, she was sweating, and her lips were twitching. There were a few smudged of ink on the thin piece of paper. She signed her name the way she used to do when she was a filly and kissed the bottom part leaving a mark of her peach lip-gloss. She grabbed the thin piece of paper very carefully and wrapped it in a loose knot with a old red ribbon. On the ribbon she wrote, To: My uncle, on the other side of the ribbon, From: Lighting. She looked longley at it but. quickly shook her head and walked to the bathroom. She used her magic to open the mirror cabinet, looking for that certain bottle, then her little eye spied it in the far back. She quickly swiped it and attempted to open the bottle. Of course the bottle cap was tight, her uncle had screwed it on very tight so no pills fell out ever. But, she had somehow gotten the pill bottle off. She grabbed a hoof-full, about 5 0r 6, got her glass of water and quickly drowned those pills down. The room began to spin, she felt light-headed. There wasn't enough oxygen, she gasped, but then it was taken over by... quietness, and then.. she fell with a thud. "Dusty, you home?" A voice called out as the front door was shut. That pony crossed the table where the note had been written. They picked up the note, reading on the ribbon who it was to and from. He carefully untied the loose knot and read its contents. Dear My Uncle, I'm sorry, I couldn't take it no more, I know I have been told since I was a little filly to never give up and try try again, but I failed, I'm giving up, Im getting your pills and ending it, they do say no pain no gain, but sometimes.. its so much pain no gain. I will always love you, but trust me you could have done nothing to stop or see this. If grandpa ever... wakes up, tell him his little lighting loves him. You both mean the world to me, goodbye. Love, Your little Dusty. A kiss-mark was right next to Dusty. His eyes began to water, hoofs shaking, eyes darting, and his whole body was trembling. He snatched the phone from the kitchen counter and raced to the room with the only light on, (besides the kitchen and dining room) his bathroom, As his hoofs shaked, he dialed 9-1-1. "Hello this is 9-1-1, Police, firestallion. or an ambulance?" A pony with a males voice asked. He had finally reached the room, but he was too late, a sob was caught in his throat. "Hello...?" Asked the pony "Uh.. uh.. er... I.. I think my niece is dead..." He stuttered. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- She groaned, her head was killing her, she looked down and saw she was wearing white, and above was a bright light, was she dead...?