"It's a great dress, Sugar cube!" said Applejack.
"How did you manage to make that?" asked Twilight. "So many Sparkles..."
I stuck near the back of my friends' clique. I've been a cutter most of my life, and last night I made the mistake of putting a scar on my flank. The rest of them were gathered around around Rarity, who was showing off a flashy dress she had made for me. Rarity knew of my cutting issue and refused to let everpony else see my shame. I love that mare. Sometimes I feel like she's the only pony who understands me. Rarity's mother didn't believe in her fashion dream, and her father left her when she was a filly. I can tell that it stung.
But my entire family grew up in a grew town that didn't believe in happiness. All that existed were the empty little lies that the shining sun told us: "hold on."
Today I flattened my hair. I always did like it better when me mane wasn't curling into my eyes. Rarity even said so as she came over to me, dress gripped tightly in her magic. Without even saying anything, she slipped the dress over my head and my hooves went right through the arm holes. It had a diamond on the front chest, and the entire thing was covered in various shades of pink, most of them dark pink and some even maroon. Best of all, it covered my flank perfectly.
I looked up at the other five in excitement. Rarity's eyes glowed with pride and fascination, while everypony else gave me blank, cruel stares. Even Fluttershy's soul wove a tale of envy. I saw it in her eyes. I see most emotion in a pony's eyes. Right now tehre were no positive emotions at all.
"Well," said twilight after a moment of silence, "I've never been much of a dress up mare myself, but...MAKE ME ONE?" She squealed in delight. I looked at Rarity's face, right into her core.
Anger.
Sadness.
Regret.
Generosity.
"Oh I suppose, but if anypony else asks i'm afraid the answer is no. I'm dreadfully low on fabric." With a swish of her tail, Rarity the Unicorn disappeared to her drawing board and started sketching a design for the element of magic.
I got home late that night, a wreck, cut down in my prime. My dress was in tatters and my body was sore from all the hoof kicking. I didn't feel like talking about it, so I tried to sneak past Mrs. Cakes up to my room.
"Deary Pie? That you, sweets?" called the blue mare. Damn. I should've known she'd hear me.
"Oh, i'm fine, just had one hoot of a night! Okay gotta go bye!" I hollered, then ran upstairs before she could see me.
~~Diary:~~
~~Today was dreadful. Rarity made me a beautiful diamond dress covered in pink and blue diamonds to match my eyes and cut up cutie mark. On my way back to Sugarcube Corner, Applejack plowed me to the ground and Rainbow Dash started to beat me rapidly with her hooves. I could feel every part of my flesh tearing with the cuts. I felt the pressure on my bones and the heavy burden on my chest. Applejack started tugging at my mane and managed to pull out a decent portion of it-"~~
I heard a creak and watched Mrs. Cakes walk in. I had managed to clear some of the scars and wrapped myself in a blanket. Hurriedly, I threw my diary to the floor. No one could ever see it.
"You want to tell me about what happened?" the blue mare said gently. I only stared at the ceiling, allowing my ears to droop into my mane. Mrs. Cakes only sighed then, and to my surprise, left.
I had a dream. It went something like this:
My sister Maud is standing beside me with a smirk on her face. I can't see what she's smiling at, but for some reason i'm not able to move. I look down and find all four of my hooves in metal stocks. And in front of me...
It's Twilight! And Dashie! And Flutters! And they're all...holding rocks?
At that minute I look back to Maud, who nods her head then gallops a good distance away. I look in front of me again, and realization hits my face, literally. A rock smashed into my snout, and i could feel the cold, sticky blood, oozing from my nose into my mouth. Blood tastes funny. Like a mixture of something bitter and evil and something sweet and happy. Rocks started pelting me, faster and faster. Two rocks both hit my eye at the same time. One of them left a big, ugly scar on my cutie mark.
It's a new day once again! I feel reinvigorated! I feel alive! My mane is it's natural poofy pink mess and my step has a certain bounce in it that just makes me smile so much! Then I look out the window. There's tears of Celestia falling from the sky. In other, less poetic terms, it's raining.
...But I can't think like that, right!? So I started bouncing to my own beat. The thump of my hooves against the wood was like the sound of rock against pavement.
I stop bouncing. No matter how hard I try to tell myself it's going to be okay, I always end up crying in the end over something that i'll never have! It's not fair! And I let out a yell of pain and hurt, the agony shown clearly through the stream of tears that runs free from my eyes. It hurts so bad! I'm not loved! Nopony can ever love a delinquent!
...No. No, no no. I'm going to get revenge.
I walk to the kitchen, and find that niether of the Cakes are home. I walk to a drawer that's labeled knives and tale the longest one I can. Carrying the knife in my mouth, I leave the house and trot to Twilight's tree hut. It's not that far away, a tree smack dab in the middle of Ponyville. Several ponies see my, and either redirect their attention or hide. I just know that there's murder written across my face.
I walk up to the door and knock. After a moment, the purple Unicorn steps out and says, "Hey, Pinkie!" and at the same time i lunge. She teleprots a short distance behind me, andi'm left running toward a wall. I saw an oppertunity and reared up my fore hooves. Just as the horse shoes made contact with the wall, i did a 180 and charged into Twilight. She squealed in pain and struggled.
"Shhh..." i mumbled softly. "Just you relax now. Let Pinkie do the work."
I smiled and covered Twilight's mouth with one hoof. takening my knife in my free hoof, I slowly poke a hole in her flesh, then a large gap as the hole widened. Twilight breaths a scream into the palm of my hoof. I giggle.
Taking one end of the knife in my mouth, I started running the knife upward. It easily cut through her, allowing her entrails to spread and leak, and blood to get everywhere. I watched the blood leap from her loose flesh and laughed harder as Twilight's screams started to fade.
~~"Diary:~~
~~Don't ever assume someone knows you or loves you. You'll end up on the moon.~~
~~All I wanted...~~
~~was your love...~~
