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// And It begins (edited and revised) 
// Story: The life of Sweetie Belle 
// by Grusome6 
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        I'm warm.  It's dark but I'm not afraid.  I've been like this for as long as I could remember , but now I see a light and I hear a lot of loud noises.  There's some pony I don't know holding me, and now I'm cold, so I do the one thing I can think of.  I cry and cry until some pony with pink hair raps me in a something nice and soft and warm.  I yawn and start to get tired.  I'm moving again put in the hooves of some pony with a purple main and a pink coat.  I'm too tired to think about that now.  As I start to close my eyes I hear the sound of muffled voices and cheers.

**********************************A FEW MONTHS LATER*****************************

I open my eyes as the pink pony I've come to now as mom picks me up and changes, then nurses me.  She then takes me down the stairs to a white coated and similar purple maned pony.  I've figured out that she is what I call a sister.  Our mother tells her to wake up.  Groaning, my sister rises and smiles.  “Morning mom, morning Sweetie Belle,” she says to me.  I gurgle a response to which she giggles and nuzzles me softly. Our mother tells her to go eat some breakfast and get ready for school and please don't spend an hour on your main again. She smiles and runs past us down the stairs.

Mom puts me down in a chair and walks over to a pony that I’ve learned to know as father.  She kisses him on the cheek to which he returns one of his own, looking over at my sister Rarity, who is making gagging noises and pointing a hoof to her mouth in disgust.

After breakfast Rarity puts on her bags and walks to school with our father.  I'm picked up and put back down into a holder that my mother uses to carry me around "Come on sweetie, lets go and get some food for dinner," my mother says with a soft nuzzle to my head.

As we approach the market stalls there's an ‘awww’ from any pony that gets a look at me.  I can't figure out why but they all have huge smiles when they see me. We approach a stall selling apples and my mother smiles to the pony behind it. "Hello Miss Apple." 

"Hello.  How are yur youngens doing miss Belle?" said the pony with a southern drawl 

"They’re fine.  This one here is my little Sweetie Belle.  How are yours?" 

"There fine thanks.  My little AJ is in school and my little bloom is with her granny." replied  the country pony. 

“That's nice.  Well I’ll take a dozen apples please.”

As my mother loaded the apples in her bag while speaking to the country pony, I was looking at a butterfly, loving its wings.  Then it flew out of my eye sight and I saw a yellow blur in the distance falling at a very fast rate.  Then a huge swarm of butterflies flew right into it.  Giggling as my mother began to move again, I began to get hungry.  I let my mother know the only way I knew how.  I cried at the top of my lungs.  As my mother hushed me, she set me down on her lap as we found a bench in the park.  My mother then took out a bottle and began to feed me the liquid inside.  It wasn't as good as the other stuff my mom gave me this morning, but it was enough to slay my hunger. After changing and giving me a kiss on my forehead, she set me back down in the harness and we began to walk in the direction of our home until my mother decided to stop by and pick up some sweets from sugar cube corner.  

Getting some ‘awwws’ from the store owners, we turned around and headed home to get ready for dinner before Rarity gets out of school.  As we returned home my mother set me down and I began to search the area around me.  There was a small ball of white running around my mother’s haunches as she walked to the kitchen.  Hearing its mees and mows made me smile.

As I continued my crawl through my home I found a shiny thing.  When I look at it, there was some pony looking back at me.  The pony I’m looking at has a white coat, pink and purple mane, and green eyes.  She did everything I did.  Who does that pony think she is copying me?

So I walked up to her and she also approached me.  As we got eye to eye, I began to lose my nerve and turned around and crawled away as fast as I could, hoping she wouldn’t get me.  I turned around once in a safe spot, looking around but seeing no pony.  I guess I outran her.

Crawling to the kitchen that my mother was cooking in, I smelled the aroma of fries and a clean crisp salad with cut apple slices adding to its flavor.  Sadly I won’t be allowed to try any of the yummy food.  After watching my mother work for who knows how long, I turned as the door to our home was opened with Rarity walking in, smiling at me and lowering herself to nuzzle me softly, causing me to giggle.  She then trotted over to our mother and wrapped her in a hug.  Our mother hugged her back quickly responding after with, “Go do your homework dear”.

“Ok mom” my sister said as she walked over to the couch that sat in our living room.  Crawling over to it, I smiled at her to which she picked me up and said, “You want to help your big sister with her work Sweetie Belle?  I’d love the help.”

Smiling at her I began to tap the paper, hearing her, “Okay, that one,” then drawing things on the paper.  Shortly after finishing her homework, our father returned home, smiling at his daughters and headed to the kitchen.  Shortly after the family ate, I then laid down to rest for the day ahead.

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