• Published 25th Nov 2012
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Apples Of My Eye - Psicosis



Granny Smith reflects on her life and the events that led her to this day.

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Author's Notes

As I explained in the description of this fic I made this based on the song Feather had made, In fact... It could just be a pure copy of it, but I couldn’t bring myself to lengthen it. It was hard enough for me to write this for reasons I won’t disclose. I’m sorry if this was no good... I just kinda had to write it silly as that sounds, but enough of my rambling. I have a message.

Life, what does it mean to you? I know many people who are going through a hard time right now and I try my best to help them, but... I seem to be failing. So this is my message to you guys and everyone else in a bad situation. Don’t spend all your life dwelling in darkness, life will pass you by before you know it and what will you do then? Will you be sitting on a chair looking out a window holding your favorite memories close to your chest...

You all have the ability to reach for what you want, all you need is the determination, but nobody can give you that except for yourself. So please for yourself, enjoy life and everything in it. Don’t dwell on the sorrow life gives us, smile for the happiness it grants us.

Now with my cheesy message out of the way I shall be taking my leave, I hope you all enjoyed this rather short story... See you all around people and if you’ve never heard the song this was based on, I hope you all enjoyed it too. Oh, and remember. Never stop smiling.

Comments ( 10 )

When I was a lad, I ate 4 dozen eggs to help me get large!

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Congratulations sir, would you like a brandy bar or a star on your ass?

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Nah. I was singing "Gaston"

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Adding to the feels...

B-beautiful, that's all I could say.

:ajsleepy: I should not have waited so long to read this.........This is beautiful work.

:ajsmug: The story itself was touching and heartfelt and brings one back to the ever lingering thought that the apple family is two ponies short for reasons we will never know. I've wondered about it myself sometimes, having come from a family whose generations were about as tight-knit as they came, and then, with the passing of two, we all simply drifted apart into our own little family groups........ :ajsleepy: hmm..... I digress though on this thought and will say that there was one thing I wanted to point out about it. It's probably trivial but I noticed you called baby Big Mac a filly. I believe the word would have been foal or colt actually. Again probably trivial but I figured it was worth mentioning. :twilightsheepish: Also, is there to be more or is the "incomplete" label wrong? Just curious. :rainbowhuh:

:ajsmug: Now about your authors note........... :ajsleepy: More true words could never be spoken. Admittedly, perhaps I needed to read that, as I know that feeling all to well.

:ajsleepy: It is difficult to be the pillar grounded in the darkness that keeps those you cherish lifted into the light.........but eventually, the clouds will part and the sun shall sit just right, and then even the pillar shall know it's warmth for a time. :twilightsmile:

:ajsmug: A wonderful little read, my freind. I'm glad I finally got to read it.

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Oh... I forgot to fix those, I'll fix the words and put it to complete. Also those are some beautiful words you said, I'm glad you read this story. :twilightsmile:

1731459 'Twas a pleasure, my freind. And thank you for the compliment. :twilightsmile:

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