~Ponyville Hospital, April 7th, 1:35 PM~
The blurred world came into focus before the purple alicorn laying on the hospital bed. "W-what happened?" she muttered, barely audibly, which caught the attention of one of the nurses. "Oh, good, you're awake" the nurse said. The nurse was a pegasus mare of a small, lithe build with a cream coat, and caring brown eyes. Her mane was a mixture of red and white, and her cutie mark could not be seen because of her uniform. "You fainted, and seeing the blood on your face, we thought you might have had blood loss".
Twilight looked at the pegasus nurse. Her eyes were showing her confused emotions."Last I remember, I was in the library, and one of my friends told me..." she started, then her eyes widened as she remembered the news. "My friend Rarity was killed last night".
"That would seem to explain the lack of blood loss" The nurse said. "It seems you are under a lot of stress, and any shocking news seems to be able to make you faint. You should maybe learn to relax."
Twilight mentally face-hoofed. "I've been trying that. I have been having some insomnia recently, and also, I've had strange tingling sensations under my skin."
The nurse looked confused. "I've never heard of anything like that... Stay here for a little while, if you'd please".
Twilight sighed. It looked like she was going to be here for a while. She watched as the nurse disappeared, leaving her almost alone, but then she started hearing a voice, though faint, it sounded like it was coming from the same room she was in. "Hello?" she asked quietly, her voice starting to leave her, as if her body was frightened, but her mind was sharp. The voice came again, clearer this time. "Twilight. I think you know what happened."
The voice was strangely familiar, and she saw movement in the corner of her eye. "What is going on?" she muttered, unable to speak properly now. A familiar figure stood in front of her. It seemed to be similar to that of her late friend Rarity, but with many injuries on her. "Rarity? I - I didn't do anything!" Twilight said, her voice returning slightly, but her mind had started closing in fear.
"Twilight, darling. I'm sure you know what happened. Don't try to hide it." The figure said.
Twilight was about to say something, but the pony before her had vanished. Was she hallucinating? Was she seeing things? Was Rarity haunting her? She could not wait to be out of this place, away from the spirit of her friend, though she knew it would not be that easy.
well a very fine story but i would like if you make it longer . poor rarity
4729689 the thing is, I want to make this longer, but I cannot feel inspired. I will try to get SOMETHING done in the holidays. About Rarity, I needed a target, and I am not the best writer of posh people, or ponies.
4729733 sometimes finding ideas to write is easy i know (i mean i write stories but in different language ) but to find the inspiration you need to make a good long story you have to focus really hard on the idea what I mean is when you are writing imagine that you are a character in the story just close your eyes and try to create a place for yourself in the book . i hope that my advice helps to write better. that's pretty much what i learned for my experience
I'm confused. Is that her ghost? Or was it one of those things where a person dies but it turns out they're alive later. Also I hope nobody finds that poece of cloak.
Your sheer amount of messages.
a) I know. It's what gave me inspiration in the first place.
b) Indeed he would be.
c) Hallucination
d) Yup.
Updated! Only a short one, just to get me focused on this once more.