Applejack's POV
My mom was a light green earth pony with a blonde mane. Her name was Green Apple. My dad was an orange earth pony with a brown mane. His name was Apple Pie.
My mom died when Apple Bloom was born. I had wished Apple Bloom was never born, but I love her so much.
It was just me, Granny Smith, Big Mac, Apple Bloom, and Dad.
My dad cried whenever he thought of my mother, but did his best to take care of us. One night there was really bad storm. Our barn is surrounded by trees, obviously. I was sleeping in my bed when a heard something that sounded like a humongous firework had gone off. I felt my heart pound heavily, and I started to cry, so I ran to get my dad. It turns out the crash was a giant red delicious tree. It fell on top of my dad. Big and small branches were scattered across the room, and green wet leaves were everywhere. Where the tree fell there was splattered red on the walls and floor. I became more terrified. The bed was crushed into a million pieces.
"Daaaaaddddd!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face.
I ran and got Granny Smith. Big Mac also ran over. Apple Bloom was screaming her head off in the other room. Granny went to go take car of her. I fell to the ground and just sobbed and sobbed and sobbed until I fell asleep on the floor. Big Mac tried to be brave. When he looked sad. I would ask if he was okay, and every time he would say "Eeyup." I could see the pain in his eyes. I knew he was lying, but didn't say anything. I'm the element of honesty!
We eventually fixed the barn, but the memory remains in that room. To this day I can't dare myself to go into, or even look at that room. Every time I do, the same flashback plays in my mind. It haunts me.
I felt Dash and Flutterhsy put their hooves around me. I returned the hug.