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// All the things I never told my misstres until the very end... 
// Story: One last letter from a loyal companion 
// by keam 
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To my dear Rarity, who have been my lifelong companion, friend, and in some ways, mother.

You’re a miracle, that came to me in my time of need. You lifted me up, and brought me with you. Took me to safety and love, happiness and content, a world I never thought my paws would ever touch.

I know you saw a possibility to have something you so badly wanted in me. You saw, deep beneath all that dirt and neglect, a beautiful soul, a faithful companion...yes, a life deserving a turn for the better. And you made it happen.

When you turned away and looked around, frowned, then, I almost thought you’d give up on me, just like everypony else.  When you lit your horn, I was convinced you'd hurt me, just like everypony else. 

So I ran away from you, seeking shelter behind the green dumpster which I had been forced to make my home all those fearful, painful, uncertain months ago…

I had been so small when I was left here, nothing more than small fluffy white kitten of the kind every foal only could’ve dreamed of having. But soon, that white colour and the fluffy texture of my furr disappeared, chased away by layer upon layer of the dust and dirt which had become my new home.

Still, I know I was blessed from beginning to end. I was small and fragile, barely big enough to be apart from my mother, and everyday I survived truly was a miracle, a blessing from a force greater than me, than all of the ponies passing by on the streets.

And thanks to this force, I slowly got bigger, stronger and more likely to survive. It was no longer a question of surviving, no, it was all about if I’d ever find somepony who actually wanted me…

And then came you. Though I was resistant and hostile at first, you still held me close, petted me, promised me I’d have a home from now on and that I could feel safe again.

You took me home and washed me, once, twice, thrice, not stopping until all the dirt was gone and my little kitty furr had regained its fluffy texture and white colour. Yes, you even added a bow in my hair so it wouldn’t cover my eyes and so I’d ‘look even cuter’ so your parents could see even more of ‘what a fine little kitty’ I was.

The next big step was, like mentioned, to meet your parents. Most tries by foals to bring home stray animals and make them their best friends and pets are often stopped by their parents. Therefore, both you and me were very scared when I, now cleaned and groomed, was to be presented to your parents.

And as it turned out, they loved me. In hindsight, it’s not hard to see, that it would probably would have failed all together, if not you’d been smart enough to wash and groom me before hand. But you did, and your parents loved me.

I, on the other hand, hated them. After such a long time surrounded by nothing but hate and despise for so long, their magical auras tickled my furr and it was barely I could resist an impulse to use my recently trimmed claws to do whatever harm I could to them.

Luckily, I didn’t, which probably is the very reason that I was allowed to be your beloved pet.

I know it might not seem like it, but I do enjoy being your pet, and I do enjoy being your animal dress up doll or laying down and snuggling you in front of the fireplace while you sip a glass of red wine. Being near you is the best I know, because I know you’re safe, and I know I'll be there to protect you when something happen.

And I do know that you know it, too.

Most ponies see me as angry and spiteful, yes perhaps even dangerous, but not you. You know I'm scared that they'll hurt me, you or your sister. I admit, I was negative towards your sister at first, but eventually, I came to see that her love and affection, which she gave to me without limit, wasreal, and I found in my heart to eventually give her a small bit of it back.

I...I guess what I’m trying to say, is that I never thought I’d live this long, have these many ponies who care for this old kitty cat that I am. I never even once since the day I was born dared to hope for such a perfect life that I, now that it is soon to be over, can see that I had. It make my eyes fill up with tears only thinking about those happy memories.

Now that I have gotten the opportunity to tell you all of this, thanks to your sweet little friend Fluttershy, I only got two more things I need to say, or more exactly, two favours to ask for of you, that I hope you can fulfill, because they are to me very important and I trust you to do it when I no longer can.

First of all, I want you to keep an eye on my animal friends, or maybe as you more likely see them, your friend’s pets. They’re the best friends and companions I’ve ever had in my life, and one of the worries I have had since I got sick, is how they will do without me, and how I’ll be ever to rest in peace, knowing my friends is still alive, but with no one to watch over them. 

Therefore, I want you to watch over them as much as you can. Fluttershy has already promised me she’d try, and I trust her, she know that, but you have always been special to me and a promise from you would help me alot to feel safe and secure when the end comes.

That was the first favour I needed to ask of you, and the most important one. However, there is still one thing left I need to know is fixed, before I can feel safe that everything and everyone I care about will be good even when I can’t be there to make sure of it.

Please promise to be there for Fluttershy when I’m gone, okay? I know how much it will hurt you, but it will hurt Fluttershy a lot, too. She already promised to help you, so please show her the same back. I know she do not seem like much to the world, but  she is the only pony who ever really understood me. Remember how I’d never let you bath me? And you had to take me to Fluttershy so she could do it? It’s because she was the only pony who could listen to how I wanted the bath to be like. My animal friends, you and your family and Fluttershy is what my whole life has been about, and I want you to have it good when it’s over.

Now, I have told you all I needed to tell you, and I am eternally gratfeul for Fluttershy writing all of this down so you could read it. 

Good bye, my friend, I love you, now and always.

Opalescence