Day 1
Dear Diary,
UGH, I’m so mad right now. Celestia, my own sister sent me to my beautiful moon as punishment, she always was one for irony.
I’m so glad that you’re here though, at least it will feel like I’m talking to someone.
It didn’t take me long, but I realized my wrong doing, I shouldn’t have tried to take over, but I was just so upset and annoyed that nopony ever showed any appreciation for me or my nights.
The beautiful blending of the darker colors in life such as the deep blue that reflects the beauty of my stars. And the beauty of the stars themselves, with them I’ve made constellations, provided ways for lost travelers to find their way home. I’ve created a time of life for so many unseen creatures. The wise old owl lives for the night, and the bats come out to play, and they love my nights, but the ponies don’t. I’ve spent all my years creating such beauty for them, but it’s never acknowledged.
But I guess I really can’t blame them, they need the son for their livelihoods, and now I guess I can see that.
My temper’s cooled, and I can think more clearly now. I should’ve listened to her, I should’ve gone with reason and understanding over fear.
Even though she’s not much older than me, she seems very wise, and I guess my jealousy hasn’t allowed me to see it. I love her with all my heart and I always will. I understand that the ponies look up to her more than they do me, but I shouldn’t really care about them, they don’t know me the way she does.
She’s my sister, and she loves me, and I feel so stupid for not seeing it. I thought in my rage I thought that she was just messing with me when she said we should talk to the ponies of the world, and to express how I feel. I thought to myself that they wouldn’t even listen to me, or even know who I am.
All she wanted to do was help me, but I wouldn’t even listen to her. Blinded by rage and internally tormented for the need to be acknowledged and wanted by somepony, I refused to hear her pleas for me to stop.
But she was probably right about it, all of it.
Perhaps if I had actually listened to her, and stopped my silly little act, I could’ve declared my thoughts and feelings to the ponies of Equestria; and maybe, just maybe, they would’ve understood me, and even though I’m not one for it, showed me sympathy.
However, it’s too late for that, the best I can hope for is that they’d accept an apology and forgive me. Maybe tomorrow Celestia will bring me back home, but right now, I don’t feel like doing anything. I’m just going to go to sleep.
Day 2
Dear Diary,
Is it night or day, I’m not sure; it all looks the same here. I guess this means she’s still angry at me. I never meant to upset her.
Honestly I’m kinda surprised that I’m still up here, but it shouldn’t be much longer, she’s too nice to leave me up here for long.
She’s always been nice, to everypony, especially me.
Am I a bad pony for not seeing how kind she is, for ignoring her? I know I made a mistake, I realize that, hopefully I’ll be going home soon.
It’s only been two days, but I already miss her. I can’t even remember any time we’ve spent apart. Even when I was upset at her for anything, she would always check up on me even if I didn’t want her to. I see now, that her checking up on me is what made me feel better.
Yet now, when I need her most, I’ve messed up so much that I can’t even see her.
The last image of her I have is one I wish I could forget. Her eyes, as much as I want to, I can’t push them out of my mind, not angry, but saddened and disappointed, and filled with tears she banished me. I feel so ashamed.
I hope she’s not still upset with me, and that she’ll bring me home soon.
I feel so alone, and cold. I just want somepony here, to hold me tight, and tell me it’s all going to be alright.
I just want my sister back.
Day 6
Dear Diary,
It’s been a couple of days since I’ve last talked to you, but sadly I’m still on the moon. I’ve managed to find a little cave, it’s not much, but it makes me feel safer. I’ve arranges some rocks to make a little table and chair.
Sis has really limited my powers here, but I guess I deserve it a little.
I really miss her though. I dream of all the fun we used to have as fillies, and with mom and dad; I hope she’ll bring be back home soon.
Hope…
Dad used to talk about hope all the time. He used to say that hope was our way to prevent ourselves from falling so far that we couldn’t be helped back up, and that it’s our inner strength, and not to not let pride get in the way of what we know we need.
I can still hear his voice as clear as day:
You must never give into despair. Allow yourself to slip down that road and you surrender to your lowest instincts. In the darkest times, hope is something you give yourself. That is the meaning of inner strength.
Dad was always as wise as he was powerful, but with him and mom gone now, Big Sis is all I have left, and I carelessly threw her away.
I can look outside of my cave, and I can see it, I can see Equestria, my home, where my big sis is; they seem so far away.
It’s almost been a week since I’ve been banished, since I’ve seen her… I hope she brings me home soon.
I feel so alone.