Rainbow Factory: A Look Inside

So Lightning and I had the pasture once more. Oh how I love the pasture, I thought silently to myself. I slowly looked around, making sure I was flying right. All I could see was red. I didn't know if it’s my eyes were being blinded by the sunglasses that I’m currently wearing, if the feeling was kicking in, or if my disease was ruining my vision.

Few years earlier, when I was in an alley way, I was abandoned from my original family and pretty much tossed out into the sides of the streets, praying for someone to take me in. All I had was myself and little bits of food, meaning I was suffering of anorexia. I really wanted to find a home but no one wanted me. If anything, I was called a serial killer because of the that one feeling that I always got. Anything I did was considered dangerous and people were warned to stay away from me.

When I ran out of food, I was on the verge of death. I would physically crawl out of the alley way begging for food. My skin shrank and you could see my bones from where my ribs where located along with all the other bones that I had. You could see every bone in my body which was scary to most, others gave me enough food to last through the afternoon or so.

Basically, I was dying from hunger. The feeling kept getting stronger and stronger. I don’t how I was controlling it, but somehow I was. Is this how I’m gonna die? Starving of hunger? Will I ever see the light of day again? I kept asking these kinds of questions while I was dying, until that one day. That day I’ll never forget. This was the day I met Ebony and the crew.

So, I was in my alley way, dying basically, I crawled out from the dark asking for food. When I did, I see this amazingly beautiful pony, probably in her early 20’s, walking over to the alleyway that I was currently living now.  She and her friends came over to the alleyway, striding past the dumpster and me. She turned back to notice how skinny and beat up I was. From the corner of my eye, I saw her gasp and call over an ambulance. Ebony’s hair was longer then and dyed a deep brown. I’ve never seen anything like this ever in the years that I’ve ever been alive, even in the evening light she looked like an angel; it was probably just the light, but now I’m not so sure.

The color, red, at the edge of my vision; dissipated. For the first time in a long time I felt hope. These strange ponies stayed with me the entire time. They rode with me in the ambulance, and flew alongside the bed as it was wheeled into the emergency room. Always her lovely eyes locked with mine and murmuring with her gentle voice,

‘It’ll be okay you're going to be fine. You're safe now.’ That’s when I blacked out, doctors surrounded me all with kind loving faces. I had no idea where I was, but it was all white. I was beginning to think that I was dead and these were angels, but something told me that this was something different. In the room, I was still in pain but it was dull. They had given me some kind of drug to ease the pain. No one had ever cared for how I felt, if I was in pain or sad. This was new and different, I felt wanted, like I wasn’t a waste of space. So, feeling safe, I allowed myself to slip into the darkness.

When I awoken I felt cold, and wrapped my hooves around myself.  My guardian angel was sitting in a chair by the bed, fast asleep. A small smile formed upon my face, and I set about looking around the room to see where she had lead me to. The room was a pale white color with tile covering the ground. There wasn’t much furniture, just the hospital bed I was laying on and a small metal chair that she probably dragged in herself.

Thats when I noticed the bill in her hand. Little have I known how to read and write a little bit before my family cast me out. With all the strength in my hooves, I grabbed it to see what it was; what was written made me cry.

Bill  $30,499 pony bits

For patient: AA320

Paid in full by: Ebony Runwick

Treatment: Full body Restoration and Rehabilitation

Room rented for: 3 months

She had spent her hard earned pony bits for a complete stranger, this truly was my guardian angel. I turned my head up as footsteps came down the hall, the angel’s friends walked into the room their eyes resting on her curled up in the chair.

“Ebony, wake up silly. The mare is awake!” The light blue one giggled as her cyan companion said this.

My angel, Ebony, stirred and sat upright, “She’s awake? Why didn’t anyone tell me!” Her eyes rested on the receipt I held in my hand.

“Well now, somepony’s been up and about! Hey girls, look what our little mystery mare found.”

They both looked at the bill, then at me, back and forth for a moment and then they finally spoke.

“Well we got a bright one here,” said Ebony, “she’s looking mighty fit now thanks to you.” Lightning chimed. I looked down at myself, I was no longer skinny and pale with bones showing. I was full and not a single bone was showing. Even my hair color had returned.

“Say what's your name?”  Ebony said.

“Storm Twirl,”  I replied.