Rising star Diamond Tiara. Everyone loves her and envies her. Diamond loves her life. She loves the runway. She loves the dresses. She love her fans. She only hates one thing in her life. Unfortunately it controls everything.

This story is a sequel to Stolen

After Rainbow and Twilight find a filly in an abandoned building they take her in. They think by taking her in they are keeping her safe. However the past haunts us in ways we don't think. Especially when we are fighting for control of our lives

Twilight talks to spike. Why won't he talk back? She has always been there except when she was needed. She loves him when will he know?

She has always been in her room. The same schedule everyday. she doesn't see anything wrong with her life. Then one day a blue thing and a purple thing come into here room and disrupt her schedule. They are shocked to find her there. She doesn't know why they want to steal her away. She certainly wont leave her room. Her room is her safety net. She has lived there her whole life. She wont be stolen.

I watch you grow. You grew smarter the older you became. I just wish I could hold you and hug you. Those days are over. They were older a long time ago. Just know no matter how far we grow apart, a mother's love can travel across land and oceans. I can never forget you.

Hello. This is my last diary entry. The docters say to have hope. Hope... What an innocent naive word.
It happened gradually as these things do. Just forgetful they said. They were wrong.
I am writing this down before I go. Yes I am leaving. Soon all there will be just and empty husk.
I hope they find this. I am not writing a giving up note. I am writing my final words as a pony before my memories slowly slip away leaving me to forget to do the most simplistic things.
Like...smile.
I am wasting precious seconds every time the clock tick I wince expecting me to vanish soon. I must get this down I must.
Let me get started.
My name is Pi- pink- Pinkie Pie [/b

She sits in her prison. She knows not why she is there but she survives each moment ripping out part of her. She sits and waits her answer only given by someone who wants her to survive but someone who put her there in the first place.