What If...

by TheMajorTechie

Phone typed chapter because screw it im not pulling my tablet out rn and I have midterms again so yay sleep deprivation?

Author's Note:

Let's see if my current phone's autocorrect is better than what I had last time I typed a chapter on my phone.

Obvious rant chapter is obvious. Last time i was this motivated to do a rant chapter ended up leading to the creation of Pony-Me.

Twilight flipped a page. How long had she been doing this again?

... months.

Day in, day out. The same old thing, over and over with no end in sight.

She groaned, taking a moment to run her eyes.

This was too much.

It was all to much.

Yet, she knew she couldn't stop. It was her responsibility, no-- her duty to do this.

She reached for another blank sheet of paper.

But what if she was only going through the notions? What if everything she thought she knew was nothing but dumb luck? Look at her--a mare wallowing in mountains of paper, spending every waking moment of her life worrying about what those stacks of paper may lead to.

How could someone like that possibly be successful? Was it really even her success? Or was it all just her reliance on friends to do the work for her that she couldn't do herself?

Cr-ack.

Twilight looked down at the remains of her pencil tip.

This is too much.

Comments

[Dashie04]

I want to give her s hug.

[Zapper Frost]

10762078
Same

[AnObliviousAuthor]

10762078

10762341
For reals