Little Beam of Lightby OneSingleClickChaptersIntroduction PinkGreenThus a plot is built Introduction Introduction This is the story of how my life changed, forever. Some may think that small things won't make a big difference, but in reality.. Small things are what make the world go around. That's what I learned when my little beam of light came into my life. It, ..No, she... She changed me forever. Everyone deserves there own little beam of light, but none of them will receive one as perfect as mine. PinkI walked up to the tree, examining the glowing ball from far. I decided that it was best too see it from up close, I couldn't see much from far away, So I flew up to the tree, knocking into a few branches and knocking down a birds nest or two. That was part of why my schoolmates made fun of me, I was probably the most clumsy pony at that school, heck, probably in all of Ponyville, the other reason is my lazy eye, but that's not important now. I sat next to the ball of light, trying my best not to knock it off the tree branch it was sitting on, Then it started to glow brighter, and brighter, until it changed color to a bright, beautiful pink. The pink color was the same color as the pink pony from school, who had just exchanged from Vanhoover elementary too my school. It defiantly wasn't a normal sight to see, maybe it wasn't really there? Maybe I was just seeing things. Maybe this all isn't real. Maybe I'll wake up in that old schoolhouse to find that it was all a dream. But I want to believe it. I want to see it. And, it's here.. I can see it, touch it, as if it was really real. So where's the proof that it is all in my head? I don't care what they may say, this is real. Author's Note I'm just guessing that Pinkie Pie's rock farm was near Vanhoover, it isn't official. I'm trying to get Derpy to be more Derpy. I also didn't plan out exactly what was going to happen in this chapter, I just kind of got into the part where she was questioning if the light is really there or not. It just kind of came out of me and I couldn't stop. Here's how I usually write these chapters: I use my notes app to write the chapter, then I copy and paste it in here, and put in more dialog that it might need to keep the readers following the story, plus spell check it and re-read it, twice. GreenIt was 2 weeks after I took the light into my house for shelter. It didn't move, it didn't speak, it just sat there. But I felt deep inside that it was alive. I started talking to it as if it was alive, It wouldn't matter if anypony caught me, they already have one-hundred ways to pick at my skin, what difference would it make if it became one hundred and one? It comforted me without having to say anything, something about it made me feel better about everything. Everything was the same, except I was happier, thanks to the light, of course. Until one day, when we got the call from the vet. -- "We're sorry Mr. Hooves." Said the veterinarian threw the phone. He hung up the phone, furiously. "Honey," He said to my mother, in an unpleasant, frustrated way. "Do you realize how much they except us to pay for this so-called surgery that will 'Cure' Dinky?" "It can't be that bad.." I thought to myself, silently waiting for the answer. "Four Thousand bits." My mother's jaw dropped. "He's just a dog, we can't spend all of our money just on a dog." My mother protested in a snobby voice, standing up from her chair where she was eating breakfast. "Decline the offer." "But mo-" "No buts missy." My mother said, interrupting me. "Can I have a choice in this too?" I said, trying my best to stand up for myself, and stand up without knocking over the table. "Derpette Susan Hooves," My father began, I could tell this was only going to end up with me being trapped in one of his signature rants, again. "This is *our* money, now yours. He's just a dog, you will get over it within a week." "But dad!" "No Buts." I sat in my room, sobbing. I didn't want to loose Dinky, but it didn't seem that mom and dad are willing to pay for the surgery unless they get something out of it. Dinky nudged at the toy chest beside my bed, I imminently knew what he was hinting at. I opened the toy chest, revealing the Little Beam of Light. "Beautiful.." After I had taken it out, and set it on my bed, it began to glow, covering up my vision, then it started too change colors once again. This time to a beautiful shade of Green. It reminded me of Lyra W. Heartstrings, who was my one and only friend back in Kindergarten. I haven't heard from her since I was 7, but the thought of all the fun times we had together made me smile. Author's Note I hate this chapter. I kind of rushed this one, I'm moving soon, I want to be finished with this story before then. I also kind of want to go over 1,000 words so I can publish it. If you see any mistakes, or have any idea on how to make it better, (please be reasonable with your criticism) please comment your ideas and I will for sure put em' in the story and credit you in the authors note-thingy. Thus a plot is built Thus a plot is built The story begins at my school, 13 years ago. I sat alone in the back of the classroom, waiting for the bell to ring so I could escape this hell. All the other foals did is swear at me, I had no one to defend me, the teachers didn't care, it's each pony for themselves in this school. Just when I thought I couldn't take anymore, the bell finally rung. Finally, for the rest of the day, until tomorrow, I can be free. -- I was walking home from school, almost bouncing out of excitement. The sidewalks where icy, and it was hard to prevent falling icicles from falling into your head. I finally arrived home, I walked into the small house, and I opened the door to find no one home, as usual. "I'm home!" I said to myself meekly, knowing that nopony would hear me. Mom and dad both worked until 9:30 PM, so most of the time it was just me, I was used too it. The house was small, old, and almost caving in on one part of the kitchen. I walked into my bedroom to drop my homework off, my dog, who honestly was my only friend, named Dinky, was laying on my bed as he always is. Dinky was special to me, he brought light into my life. Even though he was black as night, his way of being loyal and kind to me was like a bright light leading me to the end of a dark tunnel. "Hey Dinky!" I said, as I went over to get a treat from my saddlebag. "I missed you at school. I wish I didn't have to go to that hellhole." I said as I gave Dinky the treat. Dinky chewed on the treat playfully, until fully eating it, then he let out a little whimper, looking towards a tree outside my window. "What's wrong Dinky?" He growled at a floating object outside of my bedroom window, it was hard to see from inside my bedroom, so I went outside too inspect it. "I'll be back in 30 minutes give or take, don't cause any trouble," I told Dinky as I put on my gloves and scarf. As I walked outside, the strange floating object in the tree was becoming more clear. It seemed to be a little..... Beam of light. Author's Note I keep on forgetting that I'm writing a pony story and not a human story, so if you see any errors such as "Everybody", "Hands", or anything that should be pony-like, please point it out to me in the comments! Thank you! Also: The pony in this story is Derpy. Sorry if it's not obvious by now!
Introduction Introduction This is the story of how my life changed, forever. Some may think that small things won't make a big difference, but in reality.. Small things are what make the world go around. That's what I learned when my little beam of light came into my life. It, ..No, she... She changed me forever. Everyone deserves there own little beam of light, but none of them will receive one as perfect as mine.
PinkI walked up to the tree, examining the glowing ball from far. I decided that it was best too see it from up close, I couldn't see much from far away, So I flew up to the tree, knocking into a few branches and knocking down a birds nest or two. That was part of why my schoolmates made fun of me, I was probably the most clumsy pony at that school, heck, probably in all of Ponyville, the other reason is my lazy eye, but that's not important now. I sat next to the ball of light, trying my best not to knock it off the tree branch it was sitting on, Then it started to glow brighter, and brighter, until it changed color to a bright, beautiful pink. The pink color was the same color as the pink pony from school, who had just exchanged from Vanhoover elementary too my school. It defiantly wasn't a normal sight to see, maybe it wasn't really there? Maybe I was just seeing things. Maybe this all isn't real. Maybe I'll wake up in that old schoolhouse to find that it was all a dream. But I want to believe it. I want to see it. And, it's here.. I can see it, touch it, as if it was really real. So where's the proof that it is all in my head? I don't care what they may say, this is real. Author's Note I'm just guessing that Pinkie Pie's rock farm was near Vanhoover, it isn't official. I'm trying to get Derpy to be more Derpy. I also didn't plan out exactly what was going to happen in this chapter, I just kind of got into the part where she was questioning if the light is really there or not. It just kind of came out of me and I couldn't stop. Here's how I usually write these chapters: I use my notes app to write the chapter, then I copy and paste it in here, and put in more dialog that it might need to keep the readers following the story, plus spell check it and re-read it, twice.
GreenIt was 2 weeks after I took the light into my house for shelter. It didn't move, it didn't speak, it just sat there. But I felt deep inside that it was alive. I started talking to it as if it was alive, It wouldn't matter if anypony caught me, they already have one-hundred ways to pick at my skin, what difference would it make if it became one hundred and one? It comforted me without having to say anything, something about it made me feel better about everything. Everything was the same, except I was happier, thanks to the light, of course. Until one day, when we got the call from the vet. -- "We're sorry Mr. Hooves." Said the veterinarian threw the phone. He hung up the phone, furiously. "Honey," He said to my mother, in an unpleasant, frustrated way. "Do you realize how much they except us to pay for this so-called surgery that will 'Cure' Dinky?" "It can't be that bad.." I thought to myself, silently waiting for the answer. "Four Thousand bits." My mother's jaw dropped. "He's just a dog, we can't spend all of our money just on a dog." My mother protested in a snobby voice, standing up from her chair where she was eating breakfast. "Decline the offer." "But mo-" "No buts missy." My mother said, interrupting me. "Can I have a choice in this too?" I said, trying my best to stand up for myself, and stand up without knocking over the table. "Derpette Susan Hooves," My father began, I could tell this was only going to end up with me being trapped in one of his signature rants, again. "This is *our* money, now yours. He's just a dog, you will get over it within a week." "But dad!" "No Buts." I sat in my room, sobbing. I didn't want to loose Dinky, but it didn't seem that mom and dad are willing to pay for the surgery unless they get something out of it. Dinky nudged at the toy chest beside my bed, I imminently knew what he was hinting at. I opened the toy chest, revealing the Little Beam of Light. "Beautiful.." After I had taken it out, and set it on my bed, it began to glow, covering up my vision, then it started too change colors once again. This time to a beautiful shade of Green. It reminded me of Lyra W. Heartstrings, who was my one and only friend back in Kindergarten. I haven't heard from her since I was 7, but the thought of all the fun times we had together made me smile. Author's Note I hate this chapter. I kind of rushed this one, I'm moving soon, I want to be finished with this story before then. I also kind of want to go over 1,000 words so I can publish it. If you see any mistakes, or have any idea on how to make it better, (please be reasonable with your criticism) please comment your ideas and I will for sure put em' in the story and credit you in the authors note-thingy.
Thus a plot is built Thus a plot is built The story begins at my school, 13 years ago. I sat alone in the back of the classroom, waiting for the bell to ring so I could escape this hell. All the other foals did is swear at me, I had no one to defend me, the teachers didn't care, it's each pony for themselves in this school. Just when I thought I couldn't take anymore, the bell finally rung. Finally, for the rest of the day, until tomorrow, I can be free. -- I was walking home from school, almost bouncing out of excitement. The sidewalks where icy, and it was hard to prevent falling icicles from falling into your head. I finally arrived home, I walked into the small house, and I opened the door to find no one home, as usual. "I'm home!" I said to myself meekly, knowing that nopony would hear me. Mom and dad both worked until 9:30 PM, so most of the time it was just me, I was used too it. The house was small, old, and almost caving in on one part of the kitchen. I walked into my bedroom to drop my homework off, my dog, who honestly was my only friend, named Dinky, was laying on my bed as he always is. Dinky was special to me, he brought light into my life. Even though he was black as night, his way of being loyal and kind to me was like a bright light leading me to the end of a dark tunnel. "Hey Dinky!" I said, as I went over to get a treat from my saddlebag. "I missed you at school. I wish I didn't have to go to that hellhole." I said as I gave Dinky the treat. Dinky chewed on the treat playfully, until fully eating it, then he let out a little whimper, looking towards a tree outside my window. "What's wrong Dinky?" He growled at a floating object outside of my bedroom window, it was hard to see from inside my bedroom, so I went outside too inspect it. "I'll be back in 30 minutes give or take, don't cause any trouble," I told Dinky as I put on my gloves and scarf. As I walked outside, the strange floating object in the tree was becoming more clear. It seemed to be a little..... Beam of light. Author's Note I keep on forgetting that I'm writing a pony story and not a human story, so if you see any errors such as "Everybody", "Hands", or anything that should be pony-like, please point it out to me in the comments! Thank you! Also: The pony in this story is Derpy. Sorry if it's not obvious by now!
