My dear family,
My time has come, time to leave this world. You all have ment the world to me, I just have to say that I love you all. From the time you all found me at the shelter and our eyes met, I knew you were my family, my pack, my life.
I remember it like it was yesterday, my previous family didn’t love me, not anymore. Putting me in their nearby animal shelter. The ponies working there put me in a cage alone. For what seemed days, I was in there alone. Soon, I heard the southern accent of a young filly. I recognized the voice of a young filly from anywhere. I saw that young filly that was in the shelter. It was Applejack, she came to my cage; staring into my eyes, and I stared into hers. She seemed to be the one pony I was wanting. Involuntarily my tail started wagging; wagging so hard that it hurt. I instantly fell in love with Applejack. Soon, I was taken out of the cage, and took me home. I met the whole family that day; the entire family loved me; and I loved them. I knew then, I had a family, something that I never felt before.
I remember the day Apple Bloom was born. Your parents loved her so much. The took care of her, they played with her, they did everything for her. Applejack became jealous, but your parents reassured her that they still loved her no matter what. They really didn’t want me to close to baby Apple Bloom, they were afraid that I would hurt her. I wouldn’t hurt a new member of my family; plus she loved me, and I loved her. They kept sending me outside with Big Macintosh and Granny Smith. Whenever they went to work on the farm and left Apple Bloom on the floor with Applejack. I would sneak up to the both of them and then play with them. I never got caught doing it! I always enjoyed those moments getting to be with them.
The day the apple parents died it hit me hard. Even though they didn’t like me that much, I loved them more. Big Mac and Granny worked on the farm by themselves, Applejack never came out of her room, and Apple Bloom and I were left alone in the house. When Apple Bloom needed something, I ran outside to find Granny. It was a hard time for all of us, they weren't around to help out on the farm. Graciously, the whole family came to help, but left later on to tend to their own farms. Applejack never came out, until 4 or 5 months after their death; but, she wasn't the same Applejack that I knew and loved. Her whole temperament changed that year. I wanted my Applejack back, so I grabbed one of my toys and tried to get her to play with me. The whole incident is now a nightmare to me, she yelled at me to go away. I ran off to the nearest thing I could find, and hid there. Hours had gone by until she came to her senses and found me, I went closer to the farthest corner where I was hidden. Reaching her hooves out to me, she hugged me. That very moment, I forgave her. Soon, she became the one pony that I loved.
You know, I have never told every pony how I felt about them. You all loved me, and you thought I loved you. I can say it again, I love you; I love you more than you could ever imagine. I stood by your sides, I protected ya’ll from danger, I hung out with every pony that you told me were your friends, I did the same for all of them. All of you have a special connection to me.
Granny Smith, the eldest. She always had a story from the past. All the way back to the beginning of Equestria. Ever since I was a young pup, when all of you took me. You believed that I could do anything, just by being me. I wish I knew it sooner, because you were right Granny, I could do anything. Thank you. Well, you probably already knew this. Now that your time had been for a long time when you had passed away, Big Mac’s mane has turned white, Applejack is getting close, and Apple Bloom is going to be a mother. She’s planning to name it either Apple Jewel or Green Apple.
Applejack, my home girl. She became the element of honesty, I knew she was honest. I now really thanked you for rescuing me from that dirty shelter. You have ment the world to me, like the center of my universe. You are my best friend, I, I guess what I could say is, you are like my second mother. One that no other pony has. I remember the day you went to Manehattan to find your destiny. Who knew that your destiny was your love for bucking apples like your father? I wish I could just tell you everything that I want to tell you, I have so much to say, but it’s better if I could tell you.
Oh Big Macintosh, the stallion with little to say. He wasn’t a real social pony, he liked staying at the farm. Big Mac, you are a strong and handsome stallion with nothing holding you back. With Granny Smith gone, you have everything handled very well. The older of 2 sisters, even though you were surrounded by a lot of mares, you never let your stallion self-go away. Using, what Applejack calls them, your fancy mathematics to get away with a lot of things. Every time when Applejack would get mad at you about them, I always giggled inside. You always laughed at the mistakes I made every day when you did the thing I messed up right. You never got mad at me that to me is what makes you a special one of a kind stallion.
Apple Bloom, the young trouble maker, with me by your side. Those days you were a Cutie Mark Crusader were great. Except for the times I was the victim of your shenanigans. I bet you remember the day when Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, and you entered into the talent show and you three were going to do a performance. Hearing off in the distance, boy it sounded terrible. It still astounds me that you get an award for best comedy act. I have to admit that it was funny, but it kind of hurt my ears. Anyways, beyond that, ever since you were a baby, I loved you. You took care of me when every pony else was busy, and I took care of you. You are my young child, and you are taking care of me now as I did for you. Thank you Apple Bloom, you have ment the world to me like Applejack.
Well, my day has come. I hope this won’t hurt you all so hard. I know that you won’t show it to me, to save my life. But it won’t; my life is over. It’s just my time. Thank you for taking care of me, as I did for you. I hope that the rest of all your lives go well. Thank you for everything you have done for me.
Thank you,
Winona
A big creature set the slip of slip of paper down. Winona laid her head down, slowly closing her eyes. A pony that was laying down next to her, left the room. The creature followed the pony out. When they left the room, Winona opened her eyes again. Pain shot up in her body, soon it faded, but so did her breathing.
That very morning came, Applejack woke up, seeing Winona. She wasn’t moving, she didn’t look up. Applejack went up to Winona tapping her body, no response. Applejack galloped up to her room and slammed the door. Violently landing on her bed, sobbing hard. Suddenly Fluttershy came inside her room. Applejack looked up, her face wet with tears.
“What do ya want Fluttershy?!” Applejack said.
“Applejack, I heard that Winona had died.”
“’Ah haven’t told anybody ‘bout Winona’s death yet.”
“No pony told me, Winona told me herself. Her time had come.”
Fluttershy opened her wing, pulling out a scroll. Applejack’s eyes widened.
“She wanted me to give this to you. Spike wrote what she wanted. I… Yeah, here.”
Fluttershy handed Applejack the scroll. Applejack took the scroll from Fluttershy’s hooves; slowly opening it; she began to read.
