Author's Note

I appreciate you reading my stories! Credit to Acoustic Pulse for getting me all started in this. I hoped you enjoy the story!

The Getaway

Rarity is a filly who lives in a beaten up, old, wooden house with her abusive dad and depressed mom. She never knew what friends were like growing up. There was no computer but Dad's old army computer and if she messed with that, her dad would tear her apart and eat her.

She wanted to have a better life, but that wouldn't happen for all the years up too 18 she would move out, find a partner, maybe even have a child or two. But, for now, she lives in this miserable life she hates.

Rarity walked up to her dad while she was working and asked "Can I go outside?", She asked flinching

Flinch as she may, her dad slapped her and said in the cruelest tone of voice, "Does it look like I wanna go outside and watch you play some dumb ass game with your imaginary friends?!"

She ran too her room and started to cry. She had gotten used to her Dad's slaps but this time, it was worse. He slapped her as hard as he could, even knocking her off-balance a bit. She stopped crying and stayed in her room and played with the fewest of passed down teddy bears she had until her mom called her for lunch. She sat down they didn't have much food in the house usually for lunch rarity gets a piece of bread and sometimes a carrot from the garden.

"How is everyone's day going?", Her mom said trying to break the silence.

"Fine.", Rarity said kinda sounding like her mom after she took her medicine.

" Who gives a fuck? Same shit, different day.", her Dad snarled.

Rarity finished her food and went back to her room thinking about when she finally turns 18. She never got to take naps because her mom and dad were always arguing, but this time, Rarity heard something about her mom giving her father a divorce paper and taking Rarity with her.

What a wonderful day that will be in half past never.', the filly thought.

Rarity went back up into her room, and just thought and thought and thought. She finally came with a brilliant idea out of the blue.

" I've got to get away from here.", She mumbled to herself.

When she didn't hear anymore yelling, Rarity looked back and forth down the hallway to see if there was anyone there. She wrote a note to her parents.

When you have found this letter, I would have already been gone. I can't live like this anymore. I'll be better gone. Don't come after me.

Sincerely,

Rarity

P.S. Dad, you're a useless piece of shit son of a bitch.

P.P.S. Mom, I miss you.

She found a dusty old bag big enough to hold maybe a weeks supply of meals ( 7 pieces of bread,15 bottles of water)

"Perfect!", She mumbled to herself.

Looking more around in her closet she found a old saddlebag with beaten up word the looked like Tyler Belle that was her dads name she cleaned up the case including her dads name. She newly wrote her name up there Rarity Belle She packed up everything she needed (clothes,books writing utensils,etc.).

She went to the kitchen and taped the note on the table, and left as quickly as she could. Rarity could still see her house, but it looked like a little brown speck.

She thought she heard someone saying, "Rarity? Rarity where are you?". It sounded like her mother had found the letter on the table. She upped her trot to a gallop until she couldn't hear her mother calling for her anymore.

After what felt like forever, she found a nice hill to set up camp at. She took some matches that she had packed from her saddlebag, and made a fire for the night.

Rarity awoke and immediately saw the apples on a tree. She started to pick the apples and putting them in her bag saving one for breakfast. Rarity put out the fire, packed her sleeping bag back up, and started back on the trail. She walked and walked and walked until it felt like miles she had trotted. She decided to eat an apple to get her energy back up.

"I hope Mom's okay.", said Rarity, sounding kind of homesick, even though her dad is as cruel as they come.

Rarity continued her journey away from home. She came past an old town. The stallions and mares were polite to Rarity, and for the first time in forever, Rarity had some friends. She stayed for the day, sharing apples and almost all of her bread with the townsfolk, since she saw some Granny Smiths on the tree up ahead.

Rarity woke up bright and early but her friends woke up earlier. She said goodbye to all the nice ponyfolk and said she may visit sometime soon. Rarity picked some more apples for her long, long journey ahead. She ate her last piece of bread and drank the rest of her water for breakfast that morning.

On she went homesick and leaving her new friends behind.

"I only wish I knew where I was going." Rarity said to herself.

She continued walking down the dirt road while afternoon turned into evening. Rarity took another match and started another fire. She gathered up all her materials, which consisted of a match, some dry grass, some twigs, and a couple small stones that she picked up on her journey. She laid down her sleeping bag and sat down on the ground eating her apple for supper. She saw a small pond and took some water in it and put it over the fire. When it was done she drank a couple of sips of water and put it away.

"I only have five apples. I might need to skip breakfast one day or hopefully I'll find a apple tree.", Rarity said checking her bag.

She slipped into her sleeping bag and looked at the night stars above before she fell asleep. When Rarity woke up, her stomach was growling, so she took an apple and some water and ate before she started packing up.

END OF CHAPTER 1