I don't remember much. If I could, I would tell you my name or where I'm from, if I could remember. The worst part is that I can't even tell you who my parents are. I wish I could, I really do, but I can't. That really scares me. I can't even remember the one mare in the entire world that loves more than any pony else. It makes me cry every single time I think of it. I can tell you two things: I am four years old and I am very, very scared.
I found myself lost in a forest. I don't remember why I started, but I'm running. It might have been the thunder that came from every direction. It might have been the scary faces I see on the trees everywhere I go. It might just be the idea of being trapped in a storm. Whatever the reason may be, I'm running for my life, and I'm not going to stop until this forest is miles away. The only problem is the darkness. No matter where I go, no matter which way I turned, there was the darkness. I ran into it for only five seconds, and I was lost. I couldn't tell left from right. I couldn't even see my own hand in front of my face.
I ran in every direction possible, but I couldn't find a way out. Everything scared me. The thunder, the twisted trees, and the darkness. The darkness was the worst. Everywhere I ran, it followed. No matter how fast or in what direction, it was there. I ran for miles and miles. I tried to make as much noise as possible, but there was only one thing I could really do: stomp. My hope was that the sound of my hoof hitting the floor as hard as I could, some pony would hear me. My hopes were dashed when I tripped. I turned to my back and I saw that it was too late, the darkness had already engulfed me. I curled up into a ball and started crying. I cried out for my mother, but there was no response. "Mommy! Mommy!" Every cry was ignored, until she came.
I gave up hope and just cried. There was nothing else I could do, but roll up in a ball, close my eyes, and cry. I don't know how long I was there, but it felt like hours. The worst part was the occasional "Mommy" that would slip from my muzzle. Suddenly, the rain stopped. There was a faint golden glow, but I didn't want to open my eyes. I still cried and the occasional "Mommy" would slip out. I felt a hand petting my head trying to comfort me. I still didn't move or stop crying. The pony leaned down and whispered in my ear. Her voice was soft and delicate, but firm and authoritative at the same time.
"There, there," the voice said, "It's alright. You have nothing to fear anymore." The voice repeated this over and over until I stopped crying. I looked up and saw a beautiful white pegasus, but she had a horn that was glowing gold. The darkness was gone and it was because of her. I noticed that it was still raining, but her wings shielded me. "See, I told you that you have nothing to fear. Now, are you alright?"
I repositioned myself so I was sitting on my hooves. I nodded my head, but then I thought about it and then shook my head. I started crying again. She started petting the back of my head and waited for me to stop.
"What's wrong?" she asked when I recomposed myself. I didn't say anything. I couldn't say anything, even if I wanted to. I was still scared. The trees still looked twisted and had scary faces. She noticed how much I was shaking and her horn started glowing brighter. Suddenly, the trees went back to normal. They no longer had faces, they just had bark. "There, now can you tell me what's wrong?"
"I'm scared," I told her with a quiver of fear in my voice.
"Well you're fine now. What's your name?"
"I-I don't remember."
"It's okay. Do you know where you are?"
I shook my head.
"Okay. How old are you?"
I held up four fingers. I could barely talk. Even with her sweet and comforting voice, I was still afraid.
"Do you know who I am?"
I shook my head again.
"Alright, I'm going to take you to Ponyville. It's the closest town and I assume you're from there. I'm going to help you find your mommy."
"I don't know who my mommy is," I said as I started crying again. She looked at me and started to comfort me again.
"I'm still going to take you to Ponyville. Somepony has to be taking care of you."
She helped me to my hooves and offered her hand. I took it and we started to walk out of the forest. Everything was different on our way out. The trees looked like they were begging to be climbed, there were sounds of birds chirping and animals playing, the sun was bursting through the trees. Everything scary about this forest was gone. I looked up at the winged unicorn and she was smiling. It made me feel like everything in the world was good. That while she was smiling, there was no evil in the world. When she smiles, all the darkness goes away. It made me smile too, which made her smile bigger.
We found our way out of the forest and I saw Ponyville. There were ponies going in and out of every store and were on every street. I thought it was amazing and beautiful and big. I must have dragged my jaw the entire time I was walking with the winged unicorn.
As we walked along, the ponies in the streets were bowing to us. I was a little confused as to why, I mean she's just another pony, so what if she was born with both wings and a horn.
"Miss," I said as I looked up to her, "Why are they bowing?"
"Well, it's because..." She was interrupted by two white pegasi wearing armor and a chariot strapped to both of their backs.
"Princess Celestia," one of them said "We need to get you back to Canterlot."
I was shocked that a princess would even take the time to save me, but also help me find my mommy. I was honored that she would take the time out of her busy day.
"Miss, you didn't tell me you are a princess."
She leaned down to talk to me eye to eye "It doesn't matter little one. When you show kindness and compassion, it should come from the kindness of your heart and not because you have to." She stood back up to address the entire crowd. "Is there anypony who knows this colt's name?"
There was no response. Some of the ponies even started examining me closer. I got scared and started to hide behind Princess Celestia's leg.
"Does anypony know who takes care of orphan ponies?"
Again, there was no response.
"Princess," said the other guard, "We need to go now."
"I'm sorry, my little pony, but your mother isn't here. Maybe we’ll have better luck in Canterlot."
The princess picked me up and stepped onto the chariot. The pegasi took off carrying us with them. As they flew further and further away from Ponyville, my hopes of finding my mommy grew more and more. I think Princess Celestia knew this and she gave me a pat on the back to try and reassure me.