Bits and Piecesby RainbowDash73ChaptersFriend or foe?Easy as pieEveryday LifeOut ThereLettersMan's best FriendFamilyFriend or foe?Many ponies have been loyal,betrayed, ignored me, etc. and that is why I'm writing this. There is one friend in particular that I'm going to talk about.I will censor her name to protect it.So let's begin. Today is a beautiful day so I'll take a walk around the park. As I trot around the beautiful park I remember, Oh dear, I'm supposed to meet a very special pony today and I forgot!!! I gallop as fast as I can to reach my best friend. She is the greatest friend I could ask for how could I forget?!?! I reach her house, a 1 story, 3 bedroom, 2 bath-roomed house. A perfect house(in my opinion). I knock on the wooden door as she immediately races to open it. "Hi!!!"She is so happy to see me and yet I feel so bad for forgetting. "Hi Christina" I try to sound happier than I am but fail by a landslide.She smiles like she is already forgiving me. "What's wrong?" She tilts her head like a dog. Which triggers a laughing fest. "It's nothing, I just woke up too early today" I smile back and step inside as she guides me to her room. It's painted blue, has a window at the foot of her bed, and a bathroom installed on a wall in her room.So lucky! hahaha. I can tell we will be friends forever. I know this because this is not an ordinary friend/pony she is my best friend forever and maybe sometimes those three words can be miss-used but when it comes to me and her we have been friend for......7-6 years. I don't leave near her anymore but we talk almost everyday. My mother has always said that this kind of friendship is rare which is why ~~it's so important to me~~ No, scratch that! That's why she's so important to me. "Hello?"She is waving a hand in front of my face."Anypony in there?" She looks extremely worried. I push her hand away. "Yes I'm here, i was just thinking," I use this as a cover up so she won't think I'm insane."after all there's allot to think about if we're gonna have a sleepover!" A big smile stretches across her face as well as mine. "Then let's get planning!" She bounces around her room and picks up a pencil and paper so we can write down our, Things-To-Do-List. Yes. I know this friend will never leave my side because she is loyal,kind,honest, and generous. Author's Note Thoughts on my first mini-story? Easy as pieEasy as pie...yeah, right. When somepony says "easy as pie", you usually think of the dessert, right? Or maybe even the mathematical term, like I do. In my case, life is as easy as pi. I've decided to gallop to my mother's for a visit. It's not the most pleasant outside; it's pouring rain. I'll cope with it, though. I'm sure my mother misses me. I don't come by that often, so I guess this is a surprise. She'll enjoy it. It'll take her mind off everything else that she's been dealing with, like money problems. I finally ended up at my mother's house, my coat and my mane soaked with rain. I knocked on the door and stood under the awning that I was suddenly very thankful for. I get to my mom's house and knock on the door. As I expected, my mother is surprised to see me. "Oh, come inside, Rainbow! It's pouring out there! You're going to catch a cold!" I had forgotten how much she's worried about me over the years, yet she never worries about herself or drags others into her problems. "I know, Mom, but I thought it'd be a nice surprise." I'm trying to regain her attention. She's shuffling through a cabinet looking for a towel. A small towel is draped over my shoulders like a cape. "Well, I'm glad you did, but you could have at least worn your raincoat." She's still worried about me and not even worried about herself. Maybe after taking care of me and my siblings, she's become more generous. Generosity is always a good thing, but it's corrupted her and she has begun to disregard everything else in favor of caring for me and my family. At the time, me and my siblings didn't understand why she worried so much, but as we grew older, we began to get it. Sometimes life is as easy as pi: confusing and infinite. Author's Note Not such a happy story I'm aware, but anyway maybe you guys can give me some more ideas on what to write about? Everyday LifeMaybe your life's exciting, boring, fun, or tragic. I don't know. You could be anything because we are all different. As I take my daily stroll through Ponyville, I think about how others live. The first two ponies I saw this morning were Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash. They don't have much in common, but there are a few things, like the fact that they are both pegasi. However, this doesn't change them. Nopony's personality will change because of their traits or abilities. Generally, nothing can change a pony for better or for worse. Everypony's life is different, yet the same. That's why we call it everyday life, not because there's always another day but because we live it almost the same way as the last. Our personalities will never change unless we decide to use force. That creates a new lifestyle. Author's Note Sorry this ones so short but I was able to make my point go through rather fast, if you would like me to edit it so it may become even more clear than it already is feel free to post a comment the section below. Out ThereI've been wondering......I've been wondering...why do people question everything that outer space has to give us? Space will always be there. We think we know so much about what's out there, but it's the complete opposite. I look up into the clear blue sky .There's so much going on up there, so much that we don't even know about. We keep trying to learn about other planets, yet our own is still a mystery. Apparently, there's a new animal that was recently discovered in a jungle. It's part of the raccoon family. We still search for answers about life. We don't dare give up because we know there will always be more to learn, whether on Earth or another planet. Once we reach our quota for knowledge, we just cut it off, no matter what. For instance, the former planet of Pluto is now just a rock floating in space. It can't be called a planet anymore because it's so small. We still search for water on Mars. We think that there will only be life if there is water. That rule only goes for us and what we know about ourselves. We don't know if life on other planets survive by different means, we just don't know. We're too busy basing this knowledge on what we are used to. But we don't even know about ourselves. Letters RainbowDash73, Hi there young lady. I apologize for the late letter but this is the 3rd one I've written. I keep thinking on how I should approach you and I've decided to just to keep it simple and ask if you will forgive me. I understood my behavior is probably confusing to you and actually quite unforgivable but... People do strange things on drugs Rainbow, and it's not just some people. It's all people. Don't do drugs! Anyways, I miss you lots and don't worry I don't think they will lock me up for a too long time but right now I need to be locked up. I was out there being a terrible person (as you witnessed) and this is what's helping me get right, so when they let me go I will be healthy and have my mind back to normal! There is nothing wrong with punishment and you can never be too old to be punished. It's what you do with that punishment and what you can get out of it that's important. I love you kiddo and I hope you know that and never thought any different. I'm so sorry....... ,love Dad Author's Note Just a letter from my dad, thought it had a good moral. Man's best FriendA man's best friend......what a lie! I am aware of people who love dogs but no. I have to examples of why dogs are apparently not "man's best friend". The first, Applejack sure isn't a man but she loves her dog! So as you can see it's not just men. The second, We abuse them! If they are such a good friend then why do we hurt them?! I happen to have a dog myself, his name is shadow due to the fact he is black and will follow you anywhere, he protects us, loves us, and we don't hurt him in return. However I guess some ponies don't get that. Which is why it's not fair. I guess it's a human nature..... one that we can't quite get the grasp yet..... The dogs are such kind things but it's not clear to us yet, like I said,were all different , we all have much to learn. FamilyWhen you hear the word "family", you may think of siblings, your parents, or your grandparents.When I hear the word "family", ponies who are more distant come to mind. Take my father, for instance. Today is a lot better than yesterday. The sun is shining, there's a nice breeze blowing, and nearly everypony is outside. Well, except for my father. He isn't much of a father to me as opposed to somepony I once knew. He took care of me for about three years of my life, but those years weren't all in a row. There are certain crimes that you'll get busted for in Ponyville. One crime in particular is theft. My father was a burglar. Of course, I still have a family who's not so distant: my mother and my siblings. They don't come to mind when I hear the word "family". This might have to do with the fact that I can only remember how sad I was when my dad was arrested and now that I think about it, my brain always remembers the sad and embarrassing as opposed to the good and the happy. The mind is pretty funny that way, pretty much like life. Maybe when you hear the word "family", you think of your grandmother, who spoils you rotten with hoof-made clothing and doilies, or your hard-working mother who pays all the checks and hardly gets a break. But it's not like I know who or what comes to mind. The definition of a family is different for everypony. We're all different. Author's Note I know that this one is short,sad,and mostly me/my pony thinking but I thought it would be an interesting topic/chapter. Thoughts?
Friend or foe?Many ponies have been loyal,betrayed, ignored me, etc. and that is why I'm writing this. There is one friend in particular that I'm going to talk about.I will censor her name to protect it.So let's begin. Today is a beautiful day so I'll take a walk around the park. As I trot around the beautiful park I remember, Oh dear, I'm supposed to meet a very special pony today and I forgot!!! I gallop as fast as I can to reach my best friend. She is the greatest friend I could ask for how could I forget?!?! I reach her house, a 1 story, 3 bedroom, 2 bath-roomed house. A perfect house(in my opinion). I knock on the wooden door as she immediately races to open it. "Hi!!!"She is so happy to see me and yet I feel so bad for forgetting. "Hi Christina" I try to sound happier than I am but fail by a landslide.She smiles like she is already forgiving me. "What's wrong?" She tilts her head like a dog. Which triggers a laughing fest. "It's nothing, I just woke up too early today" I smile back and step inside as she guides me to her room. It's painted blue, has a window at the foot of her bed, and a bathroom installed on a wall in her room.So lucky! hahaha. I can tell we will be friends forever. I know this because this is not an ordinary friend/pony she is my best friend forever and maybe sometimes those three words can be miss-used but when it comes to me and her we have been friend for......7-6 years. I don't leave near her anymore but we talk almost everyday. My mother has always said that this kind of friendship is rare which is why ~~it's so important to me~~ No, scratch that! That's why she's so important to me. "Hello?"She is waving a hand in front of my face."Anypony in there?" She looks extremely worried. I push her hand away. "Yes I'm here, i was just thinking," I use this as a cover up so she won't think I'm insane."after all there's allot to think about if we're gonna have a sleepover!" A big smile stretches across her face as well as mine. "Then let's get planning!" She bounces around her room and picks up a pencil and paper so we can write down our, Things-To-Do-List. Yes. I know this friend will never leave my side because she is loyal,kind,honest, and generous. Author's Note Thoughts on my first mini-story?
Easy as pieEasy as pie...yeah, right. When somepony says "easy as pie", you usually think of the dessert, right? Or maybe even the mathematical term, like I do. In my case, life is as easy as pi. I've decided to gallop to my mother's for a visit. It's not the most pleasant outside; it's pouring rain. I'll cope with it, though. I'm sure my mother misses me. I don't come by that often, so I guess this is a surprise. She'll enjoy it. It'll take her mind off everything else that she's been dealing with, like money problems. I finally ended up at my mother's house, my coat and my mane soaked with rain. I knocked on the door and stood under the awning that I was suddenly very thankful for. I get to my mom's house and knock on the door. As I expected, my mother is surprised to see me. "Oh, come inside, Rainbow! It's pouring out there! You're going to catch a cold!" I had forgotten how much she's worried about me over the years, yet she never worries about herself or drags others into her problems. "I know, Mom, but I thought it'd be a nice surprise." I'm trying to regain her attention. She's shuffling through a cabinet looking for a towel. A small towel is draped over my shoulders like a cape. "Well, I'm glad you did, but you could have at least worn your raincoat." She's still worried about me and not even worried about herself. Maybe after taking care of me and my siblings, she's become more generous. Generosity is always a good thing, but it's corrupted her and she has begun to disregard everything else in favor of caring for me and my family. At the time, me and my siblings didn't understand why she worried so much, but as we grew older, we began to get it. Sometimes life is as easy as pi: confusing and infinite. Author's Note Not such a happy story I'm aware, but anyway maybe you guys can give me some more ideas on what to write about?
Everyday LifeMaybe your life's exciting, boring, fun, or tragic. I don't know. You could be anything because we are all different. As I take my daily stroll through Ponyville, I think about how others live. The first two ponies I saw this morning were Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash. They don't have much in common, but there are a few things, like the fact that they are both pegasi. However, this doesn't change them. Nopony's personality will change because of their traits or abilities. Generally, nothing can change a pony for better or for worse. Everypony's life is different, yet the same. That's why we call it everyday life, not because there's always another day but because we live it almost the same way as the last. Our personalities will never change unless we decide to use force. That creates a new lifestyle. Author's Note Sorry this ones so short but I was able to make my point go through rather fast, if you would like me to edit it so it may become even more clear than it already is feel free to post a comment the section below.
Out ThereI've been wondering......I've been wondering...why do people question everything that outer space has to give us? Space will always be there. We think we know so much about what's out there, but it's the complete opposite. I look up into the clear blue sky .There's so much going on up there, so much that we don't even know about. We keep trying to learn about other planets, yet our own is still a mystery. Apparently, there's a new animal that was recently discovered in a jungle. It's part of the raccoon family. We still search for answers about life. We don't dare give up because we know there will always be more to learn, whether on Earth or another planet. Once we reach our quota for knowledge, we just cut it off, no matter what. For instance, the former planet of Pluto is now just a rock floating in space. It can't be called a planet anymore because it's so small. We still search for water on Mars. We think that there will only be life if there is water. That rule only goes for us and what we know about ourselves. We don't know if life on other planets survive by different means, we just don't know. We're too busy basing this knowledge on what we are used to. But we don't even know about ourselves.
Letters RainbowDash73, Hi there young lady. I apologize for the late letter but this is the 3rd one I've written. I keep thinking on how I should approach you and I've decided to just to keep it simple and ask if you will forgive me. I understood my behavior is probably confusing to you and actually quite unforgivable but... People do strange things on drugs Rainbow, and it's not just some people. It's all people. Don't do drugs! Anyways, I miss you lots and don't worry I don't think they will lock me up for a too long time but right now I need to be locked up. I was out there being a terrible person (as you witnessed) and this is what's helping me get right, so when they let me go I will be healthy and have my mind back to normal! There is nothing wrong with punishment and you can never be too old to be punished. It's what you do with that punishment and what you can get out of it that's important. I love you kiddo and I hope you know that and never thought any different. I'm so sorry....... ,love Dad Author's Note Just a letter from my dad, thought it had a good moral.
Man's best FriendA man's best friend......what a lie! I am aware of people who love dogs but no. I have to examples of why dogs are apparently not "man's best friend". The first, Applejack sure isn't a man but she loves her dog! So as you can see it's not just men. The second, We abuse them! If they are such a good friend then why do we hurt them?! I happen to have a dog myself, his name is shadow due to the fact he is black and will follow you anywhere, he protects us, loves us, and we don't hurt him in return. However I guess some ponies don't get that. Which is why it's not fair. I guess it's a human nature..... one that we can't quite get the grasp yet..... The dogs are such kind things but it's not clear to us yet, like I said,were all different , we all have much to learn.
FamilyWhen you hear the word "family", you may think of siblings, your parents, or your grandparents.When I hear the word "family", ponies who are more distant come to mind. Take my father, for instance. Today is a lot better than yesterday. The sun is shining, there's a nice breeze blowing, and nearly everypony is outside. Well, except for my father. He isn't much of a father to me as opposed to somepony I once knew. He took care of me for about three years of my life, but those years weren't all in a row. There are certain crimes that you'll get busted for in Ponyville. One crime in particular is theft. My father was a burglar. Of course, I still have a family who's not so distant: my mother and my siblings. They don't come to mind when I hear the word "family". This might have to do with the fact that I can only remember how sad I was when my dad was arrested and now that I think about it, my brain always remembers the sad and embarrassing as opposed to the good and the happy. The mind is pretty funny that way, pretty much like life. Maybe when you hear the word "family", you think of your grandmother, who spoils you rotten with hoof-made clothing and doilies, or your hard-working mother who pays all the checks and hardly gets a break. But it's not like I know who or what comes to mind. The definition of a family is different for everypony. We're all different. Author's Note I know that this one is short,sad,and mostly me/my pony thinking but I thought it would be an interesting topic/chapter. Thoughts?
