Pinkie Pie is a godess of ponyville?
The end is not prepared
Load Full StoryNext ChapterIt all happend about 16 years ago.
Pinkamena diane pie's life.
As many know, She were working on a rock farm, day out and day in.
That time, It didnt matter who she was. She were invisible,hated,unwanted. Just as the other workers. However, she never killed herself, or starved to death.
She wanted something.. But what? She wished to one day, smile..
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One day, The pink pony misbehaved, drowned in her toughts. She were daydreaming about how it would be in another life.
However.. ''The ones that were better than her'' punished her, bad.
They threw the young pony in a dark, frightening basement.
Ofcourse the pink pony got sad and scared... And she had noting to do but panic.
Days passed...
Day out, day in, she panicked.
Her hooves got hurt by walking around, speaking for herself. One front hoof even started to bleed.
She sat down in front of a dark wall, and cried.
But the slight light in the room, made it able for the pony to atleast draw.
The only colour she had was a scarlet red, from her bleeding hoof.
By her desperate attempt of being happy, She wrote things on the wall.
Such as,
''Hello! Im Pinkie Pie!''
''Happy,Happy,Happy!''
But she wrote things by her depression aswell.
''Let me out....''
''Help...''
''Its cold...''
Just that moment. ''It'' happend.
After the pink pony dried her tears, The room were lightened up.
No... It was not even a room..!
It were a village!
Pinkamena looked suprised, shocked and still... Happy?
''Hello,Pinkamena.''
She could hear her own head speak?
''Yessss...I am you..! I will make you happier!''
Pinkamena were even more suprised, but she wanted to know. She wanted to be happy..
The village built up more and more, The remains of the basement fell apart and kind of flew away in space.
Just then, A blue pony passed her, with the smell of frisk air.
''Oh Hey, Pinkie Pie! 'Sup?''
The blue pony looked at her with a cool smile, as the warm breeze kindly let her rainbow mane away from her eye.
Pinkie Pie... Yes. That would be her name from now on. And she would have the greatest friends!
''Hello there.. Hmmmm..''
Pinkie tought for a while, as she were thinking of a name. The mane with rainbow coulours gave her the answer, as well as the ponies speed.
''Hello... Rainbow dash!''
This was the beginning of her little perfect world...
Ponyville.. And all her perfect friends.
She would live a happy life in imagination.
To death.
But sometimes, She snapped out of her world..
Looking up at her wall, and realized she wrote things while there.
There was a wall filled with stories, gigantic drawings of faces and so on.
What would happen ? The wall were filled by soon.
Its about time to find out...
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