So I've been looking at certain places that could be my perfect (posssibly) getaway. Ponyville. It's a small town but holds a lot of promise. Ponies have told from allover town that Ponyville an awesome place. And with the history made and stuff discovered there, it may be the only place suitable for me to grow.
And I am happy to know the perfect place for me!
Because my mother is driving me up the wall. I need to get away from this mare.
8:15 P.M.
I missed the train.
I MISSED THE TRAIN.
MY SISTER HAS BEEN ANNOYING ME FOR SO LONG I LOST TRACK OF TIME YELLING AT HER TO LEAVE ME THE BUCK ALONE I HAD NO TIME TO PACK EVERYTHING AND
THE TRAIN TOOK OFF WHEN I GOT TO THE MOTHER BUCKING STATION.
DAMN YOU TO TARTARUS SORE LOVE.
DAMN YOUR STUPID MARESELF.
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Excuse me for my cussing. But I've lost my temper. I haven't done that in a long time. Last time that happened well...
I shouldn't be talking about him yet.
11:00 P.M.
I've locked the door so my sister can't barge in screaming at me for coming back home a hour ago. And my mom's not home. Goody goody. Now I have a angry unicorn trying to break into my room to snap at me.
And now I shall talk to him,
You see, a couple years back I had wings like my father. But when I was pushed off the clouds and too scared and had not learned to fly yet- I awoke in the hospital with both wings gone. I was ruined form then on. Made fun of for losing my wings because I was scared of heights and didn't even KNOW how to fly. From then on I grew a bit tired of life. And I joined the Earth ponies' school.
And one field trip I went on before I started making myself absent to field trips even my mom wanted me to attend, we went to the Crystal Empire's royal library.
I hated being so close to the fillies and colts, they heard of my tale. They called me no-wing Diamond. The teacher didn't even try to quiet them when their taunts caught his attention.
When they were meeting up for lunch, I decided to look for a book. Any book, something to get my mind off of "No-Wing Diamond".
I found a old leather book, and I found words that were weird at first but they started making sense to me! I kept reading and reading, I was so into this journal that my teacher finally noticed I didn't leave the castle.
Guards found me- and I know it's bad to steal but... I took the book. I shoved it into my satchel when I heard the guards come through the doors.
I went home late and my sister was weeping like a whiny bitch pretending to be so sad that I was gone all day.
As soon as the door closed she tried slapping me. In between the motion her hand stopped and she ran away screaming,
The first night I had that book, somepony was in there. He kept me up for hours talking and letting my feeling flow out make me feel god awful.
I even felt sorry for my sister. But we laughed her off easily.
From then on I had magic. Not my magic.
oh no no
I had his magic.
I like the story but want to see some illustrations as well.
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