Things Go By

Minuets, hours, days...it seemed like years...no decades before I could feel...feel anything I was empty alone and afraid...afraid of indifferance. The fact that the one stallion the one pony I thought cared about me wanted to kick me out. I am alone, pathetic, a FREAK.

I was gazing down at the puddle when a different pony...a pegasus..the pegasus gazed back at me from the puddle. I jumped back a bit but I continued to look at the pegasus actually being able to see his appearance. He was unlike anypony I have ever seen, his mane seemed to glow a soft yet sickly forest green with stripes of red and jet black. His facial features were bold yet subtle. He spoke but his lips did not move.

You know who I am don't you.

"A MONSTER." I shouted at the puddle not caring if anypony were to see me at this point, I needed to understand why, why in all of Equestria would he do something like this to me!

He simply stared back at me didn't smile didn't frown didn't give any emotion or grimace to me one bit his reflection faded and mine reappeared I saw my eyes my weird freak eyes. Alone once again...good.

I heard my stomach growl and rumble I placed a hoof upon it, worried then finally realized to just waste away. Disappear into nothing, just die here and rot so nopony would ever have to see this wall-eyed freak. I looked away from the puddle disgusted with myself. I looked up to see a wide pair of eyes staring at me blue iris eyes. A pony slowly trotted into few but before I could get a fix on the pony it was gone, a bright blur of pink. My normal eye scanned for the pony but my other eye the one that so happened to be staring at the ally wall, or would have been if a pink mare wasnt in the way of its sight. The pink mare stared into my eye. And my eye stared back looking at her light of course just like her fur and her mane it was pink, but it was beyond intense it hurt to look at the dancing shaking pink light but yet there was an odd black color hiding underneath I could see it even through her ruse, after trying so hard with the intense pink I could see then black hole within her circling her heart for some reason I felt sympathy for this mare, but she was still staring.

JUDGING YOU SHE KNOWS YOURE A FREAK!

"Cool eyes gold is such a pretty color!" She said in a happy upbeat voice.

"U-um excus-" I couldn't even finish my thoughts before she spoke again

"I wonder how it would be to have gold colored eyes maybe it would look pretty on me but, if I had gold eyes instead of blue then I wouldn't be me, and if I wasn't me than who would I be I love being me!" She continued to ramble on i tuned her out but there those last words she spoke her pink light broke it was only for a second but it broke. She was hiding her true self and I could see through it with my freak eye.

"And if I wasn't me then I couldn't cheer up sad ponies like you!" I had her tuned out but I heard her say that, it stopped me in my thoughts.

"Wh-what?" I stuttered I began to realize she wanted to help me...but the last pony who helped was gonna get hurt by something I caused.

"I cant stand seeing a friend sad and lonely!" She said that as if it was a habit so practiced so fake. Her light her bright and yelling pink turned into a quiet grey as she spoke out those words.

"No it isn't me that needs help its you." My words came out rough and jagged like a broken blade that has been left to rust.

"What I don't need help, I am as happy as can be, you miss Ditzy need help."  She knows my name. Her dull grey light began to turn to a quiet and weeping blue the light cried out to me begging for help.

"How do you know my name?" I was a bit worried that people may have been spreading rumors about the freak mare hiding in the ally way.

"Well I know everypony's name!" She shrieked out those last words she was falling apart.

"Well can I know yours?" She took a minute and finally replied

"Pinkiepie!" Her light shivered at the name like it was a putrid smell.

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After many hours of rambling and arguing we decided to go into her home she had so many colors painting the walls.

So fake!

"What are you hiding Pinkiepie." I decided to just go at what my gut is telling me what to do.

"I have no clue to wh-" For once it was my turn to interrupt someone.

"I know you arent all sunshine and smiles tell me what is the true you!" At this point I wasn't speaking but I was fully aware of what I was saying.

"Stop." She could only manage out that one word before I was upon her with my words.

"I know you're hiding the true you." Her color released itself from its insipid prison and finally turned black.

"Go away." A new person has came out her mane was no longer puffy and fluffed but now flat and limp.

"Not yet, don't hide whom you are but change it, don't cover yourself in a mask or paint over the holes, you must fix yourself you are too busy trying to help everpony else but yourself."

"Please let me be alone." She sobbed out these words broken, sad, and true.

"You must make repairs Pinkie please, not for others but for yourself." A spark in her color a small white light in the darkest black.

"You are right but nopony will like the true me." The light began to dim out, but I wont let it go out.

"When it's Darkest is the best time to find your true light it sticks out easily, like a star in the night, waiting to be touched to be embraced!

Her light went off like an explosion, white true glee shined from her she had her eyes shut, but she smiled I took this as my time to leave quietly. I am glad I could help somepony maybe this freak has found out how to be useful.