Letters of an Ignored Daughter

Dear  Princess Celestia,

Oh, autumn. My favorite season of the year. When I was a little filly, my dad used to bring me to Ponyville, and I loved it. I saw that ponyvillians also had a race, the Running of the Leaves. I watched really excited to see who would win.

And it was in this race that I met Applejack. She watched the race at a certain distanceshe did not look very well. I approached her and asked her what she was feeling. She stood frightened and ran away from me.

I've always been a fast Pegasus, so I used all my wingpower (which was not very strong) to reach her. Heck, she ran very fast on four hooves, but I managed to catch her and hold her down.

She asked me to I would leave her alone, but I said no, because she looked sad and I wanted to know why. She said it was not my business, and I would not care even if I knew. So I screamed for her to stop being silly, and she screamed back that I was silly and nosy.

I lost my patience and said it really was not my business and walked away from her. I stopped a few feet from her and looked at her. She was curled up in a ball and crying. I had been a bad pony and have made her cry. I approached and said I was sorry, but she said I was not my fault. She also said she was sad because every year her daddy brought her mother to see her run, but they had died a few months ago and it was her first Running of the Leaves without them.

I hugged her with sincerity and said I did not have a mother too (guess who is at fault), but I liked to remember the happy times I had with my adoptive mother (who had died). So we decided to seal our friendship with a run. We tied.

We have not seen each other for years, I joined the Junior Speedesters and Fluttershy moved to Ponyville to take care of some sick animals there, in her letters, she told me about Applejack.

Years later, I moved to Ponyville. But my behavior and my attitudes had changed too. I was extremely competitive and arrogant. But this year the peak reached during a simple game with horseshoes that became a Iron Pony Competition and then the worst of the Running of the Leaves ever.

But it served to remind us that our friendship (Sealed years ago with a fillies race) is very important than competition. Not that the competition is not important, because for us continues to be, it is a part of us. Just we can not let that happen over what happened today.

Your daughter,

The Iron Pony.

PS: I'm sure your student uses teleportation to get the fifth place.