Walking through an empty street, you finally reach your small prefabricated house; taking a final gaze at the moon and stars surrounding the beautiful aura of colors from light purple, to dark blue. A feeling of loneliness washes through you as you open the door and take a step inside. Blaming it on your job, you climbed up the carpeted stairs to the computer room. Work has always been long, 7am to 6pm, but it had to be done. Bills can’t pay themselves, especially the electricity bills. Spending every hour from when you go home until you go to sleep is spent on that computer. Not including eating, of course, but even so, you eat while staring at that screen. Again, the flush of regret waves over you. How you should have been, how you should be, what your parents would think. What my parents would think. They haven’t made any contact with me since I moved. You sigh, shake your head, and continue on the internet. There always was one form of entertainment, and that was the show, My Little Pony. Every character filled your heart with joy. Every adventure they had made you smile…
But they couldn’t love you back. It killed you inside.
You loved the characters, from Applejack to Zecora, but they couldn’t love you back. You never loved one character more than the next, even when you were questioned about it.
A slow rumble came from your stomach, but you ignore it, and stumble over to your bedroom. Pictures of your youth, pictures of your family all decorated the hall as you slumber into your bed. You remembered those happy, innocent times, the times when you still had a brother, the times when you didn’t know the horrors of humanity. It engulfed you, sent you into a deep, dark depression. But then again, it could be worse. At least you had an exit strategy. The reason you spent so many hours staring at your computer is due to the fact that My Little Pony helped you through those tough times. It was My Little Pony that drove you away from suicide.
Drifting off to sleep, you wondered, and stopped to think; it was every night the same. Stop and think. Your thoughts mainly consisted of ponies. You wondered what the world would be like if you lived with them; that was what you thought about the mostly thought about. What would life be like if you lived with the ponies from Friendship is Magic? It was your only wish. A single wish can’t be so hard to fulfill, right?
Right?
You didn’t notice falling asleep, and that night was the first night in a long time that you vividly dreamt. Dreamt of a world where you were happy. Dreamt of a world where you could finally live your dreams. Dreamt of love.