The Meaning of Life

       I wake up in the morning hearing leaves rustling in a nearby bush. I fumble around until I sit up and silently freeze. Suddenly  something jumps out of the bush and I fall over in alarm. I slowly turn my head around to see what it is and calm down immediately when I realise it had just been a rabbit. I slowly get back up in a sitting position and push my back legs up digging my hooves into the ground until I end up standing. I know I can walk again since I had figured out yesterday when I got here but.. I sigh having slightly forgotten because a while after I got back to town I decided to go to sleep, as I was drained of energy. Okay.. I can do this again if I did it once. I confidently put a leg forward and repeat what I had done yesterday, only more clumsily because somehow I had gotten less balanced through the night. I had also noticed I was slowly changing even more as my eyes were getting bigger, more so like the other ponies. I was also getting shorter and even more pony like. I guessed I must still be morphing. For some reason I could not recall how I had gotten in this spot, but after all I was very tired, so it must have been why.

     I look around at my surroundings. I am near a forest and there is a small cottage a bit farther with a cobble stone path leading one way and the other way too far to tell. I decide to go the other way hoping I would find something to eat I head towards the path and look around. I had never seen greenery this lush before. The birds were chirping beautifully and I decide until I get there to pass time I should just look around I think looking at all the animals that were more beautiful than on earth. They were so... Colourful.... I realise I had ended up near the town again when I look up ahead and keep walking thinking I could probably snag something to eat without anybody noticing.

    I continue going when I get in town when a building catches my eye. It looks like a big gingerbread house. "Sugar cube corner" it read. I quietly open the door and look inside. It looks pretty normal considering what the outside looks like. I slowly shrink down and move around people trying not to attract attention until I get up to a open display table. The smell is heavenly. I look around making sure nobody had noticed and grab one with my mouth before slowly getting out of there as not to attract attention. I then open the door as quietly as i can and I walk down the street until I get some ways away just in case anybody had seen me and then sit down behind some trees setting the cupcake down carefully. The cupcake is vanilla with pink frosting. It looks and smells delicious, I hope it tastes delicious as well. I hesitantly take a bite and the flavour comes rushing to my tastes buds. It tastes better than anything I had ever eaten on earth. It's.. Heaven in a cupcake! I try to eat slowly but it tastes so good that I cannot even try. I finish the cupcake in about twenty seconds enjoying every last bite. That was the best cupcake I have ever had I think before pushing my hooves down so I can get back up. It feels like I am getting clumsier every moment of the day.

   When I eventually get up I look around realising I have the urge to pee. I hide as well as I can behind the trees so nobody can see me and pace around embarrassed but eventually when I can no longer hold it I stop and pee looking around. I then waited a while and finally came out from behind the hidden safety of the trees, shyly looking around.

   Finally feeling better, partially from the cupcake and partially from relieving myself I walk at a more normal pace than the speed I was walking before until I trip over my own hooves. A startled eep escapes from me as I accidentally cut my flank with my own horn as i stumble. Let me tell you, for something that looks so dull that thing can cut! The wound was about one inch deep and it was bleeding heavily, the rich red staining the ground around me. I also gained some to be bruises but the cut hurts the most. Hesitantly I attempt to get back up putting most of my weight on my other leg but that only causes me to fall back down from the sharp pain of the cut. Slowly squeezing my eyes shut I try to get back up, but this time waiting for myself to get used to the pain as I get up more until I finally get up all the way. My energy suddenly lost from the blood loss leaving me feeling weak, I decide to take a nap as I uncoordinatedly limp to somebody's small shed and climb inside not trying very hard to hide myself. I shut my eyes trying to ignore the pain in my flank as a small pool of blood forms around my leg.

   I slowly wake up half annoyed of hearing voices. I flicker open my eyes and realise I had gotten even shorter than the night before when I slept! Does this world age backwards, because suddenly I looked the equivalent of what might be a eight year old in this world! I then look up to see the sources of the voices. One of them sounds alarmed, and is talking to two people in a... Ohh no... There are two ponies in doctors outfits. One is brown and the others pelt is white. I look around and see they are covering the only way out and I suddenly feel helpless and regret not having found a better sleeping spot. I weakly try to get up and they look at me realising I'm awake. I try to say I'm fine I'm going to go now and smile but it ends up a weak grumble  due to the shape of my mouth and me not knowing how to coordinate my new tongue yet.

    I sigh helplessly and try to push my self past them to get out but one of them firmly stops me while he tells the other one "Go get the stretcher"

  Oh no.. I think as I watch one of them leave and come back with a stretcher. My pupils undialate as the other one proceeds to push me on it and they both carry me into a white carriage with a red cross painted on the side that has two ponies pulling it. I try to protest but more nonsense comes out of my mouth.

"Stay calm, it will be fine" the brown pelted pony says with a smile.

  I look up with a look up frustration and helplessness but stop trying to protest as I know I wouldn't be able to talk anyways. He carriage stops moving and they carry me out of the carriage and what I guess is most likely a hospital. I watch as they carry me inside and the brown one proceeds to switch carrying position with a white one and stays behind at the front desk. They bring me inside a room and put me on a bed and as the yellow pony leaves the white one who I guess would be on a nurse based on her outfit force feeds me a pill. I almost about choke on it but I swallow it and start feeling sleepy. Without even knowing it I drift off to sleep.

   When I awake I notice I have gotten smaller again, but less of a change and a feeling washes over me and I realise that I have finally stopped shrinking, but the change had made me younger than I actually was. Either way I was happy that I had stopped morphing and hoped that ponies did not have to go to school. I hear the door click open and watch a nurse walk in.

"Are you feeling okay honey?" She asks sweetly and I wish I could ask them to let me go but that would be suspicious and I can't talk anyway. Even though I cannot talk I try to reply, because hey maybe I'd be able to and if I can they'd let me leave.

"Euaaaaaesssss" my yes comes out as which apparently she mistakes for a groan.

    "I'll take that as a no." She says looking at me sympathetically making me want to scream and she writes something down with her mouth somehow balancing a notepad on her hoof as she walks out. No that was the opposite of what I meant! I silently yell in my head. At least they would probably give me real food here. I try to get off the bed but the pain in my leg had gotten worse and the cut was swollen. When I land I let out a yelp and squeeze my eyes hard not able to move because of the pain just as a different nurse comes in wheeling in a tray of food.

"Oh my! Are you okay?" She rushes over and I feel myself being lifted up in the air, I struggle shocked at what was happening and the pink aura around me. Unicorns could... Do magic? I wondered if I could. She sets me on the bed. "Now lets take a look at that leg, and don't you go trying to get out of bed anymore young lady." She says and examines my leg gently with her hooves. I wince every time she touches it. "My, it must have gotten infected, but we will make it all better" She smiles and presses a button on the wall saying something into a speaker

   A doctor walks in carrying a first aid box in his mouth. He walks up to the bed and sets it down, opening it and taking out a syringe. My eyes widen as I have a phobia of needles and I try to inch away but he just sticks it in there and my leg starts feeling numb, it takes away the pain which I'm glad though. The nurse then takes over magically lifting out some type of tool and I cannot tell what she is doing but the pressure in my flank suddenly feels gone. She puts that back in, wiping my flank with a cotton ball of liquid, and lifts out a sewing needle and some type of string all as I watch shocked and afraid of the magic.

"There's no need to be scared, see we aren't bad guys" the nurse says sweetly and goes over to the side of the room to talk to the doctor.

"It's like she's never seen magic before" says the doctor

"She also seems kind of scared of everyone, and has not really said anything yet" whispers the nurse.

    I try to listen but cannot hear anything more and I sigh, curling up and trying not to move my leg, feeling trapped and helpless. I wait for them to leave though, while looking at an open window. When they finally leave, I slowly climb out of bed, bringing another sharp pain, but feeling better than last time. I limp a little over to the window and look down. Oh good... It's only the second floor. I look around hesitating but this is my only chance for escape. I climb onto the window sill and slowly look down and squeeze my eyes. Oh I know I'm going to regret this, I think. Ok do it like a cat. I leap out forcing my painful flank to get into the right shape and shut my eyes as hard as I can while clenching my teeth, getting ready for impact. The wind rushes through my hair. I land on fours bringing pain but only lasting for a few seconds, before turning sore, except for my flank. My flank let terrible, but happy I was free I shook the hospital gown off and limped away to freedom. Yay I tried to yell, it still came out weird but I was getting better at talking. It only came out as "yea!" So that's a plus.