Sorry

Chapters

Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 13
Chapter 1

Chapter 4

My Five Best Friends,

Forgive me. I killed myself. Goodness, I just couldn't contain it anymore. I hope you'll move on. Find a new best friend. One who will always be there for you because I'm not here anymore. One that will bring you more smiles because all we did was cry together. One that will make more memories with you because all we did was rant and rant and rant. One that will cheer you up when you are down because I was always down, except when we were little.

Don't forget our endless chats. Or our laughs when we were younger. Or our pranks when we were feeling naughty. Or our beauty makeovers when we were feeling girly. Or our scary stories that we told at slumber parties or on camping trips. Or our pillow fights in those slumber parties. Or our crying and crying when we were depressed. Or our rants about that stallion who broke our hearts. Or our rants about the mare who bullied me not too long ago. Or your talks and lectures on telling me to stop cutting. Or your compliments that never seemed to work. Or my constant pestering you when I needed help. Or my parties that I promised to have with you but never did.

Find a new best friend. One who will have parties with you. Because, girls, no one loves parties more than you do. Especially you, Pinkie Pie. So find a new best friend who loves parties slightly as much as all of you do and you can have parties ...without me. I know deep in my soul that one day, you'll be the prettiest girls in Ponyville. Or even all of Equestria. One day, you'll each have a special somepony that you will truly deserve. And one day, you'll get married, and have a child. I hope it will be a girl. Tell your child about me, okay? Tell your child that her Auntie Twilight is watching over her, and she shouldn't be afraid. Tell your husband about me too, alright? And don't forget to remember me.

I love you so, so, so, so, so, so much, and I'm sorry, Rarity, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Pinkie Pie,
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 5

My crush that never went away,

I guess you're happy now. I'm gone. I'm no longer alive. I guess you're gonna celebrate, because that mare who always bugged you but you ignored her. Who always said hi to you but you never said hi back. Who always sent you letter but you never wrote back. The mare who always likes you but you never liked her back. Killed herself. And she's gone, and you're happy. Good for you. Forgive my constant waves, constant hi's or hello's, constant letters, and constant questions.

I still love you, and I'm sorry, Flash,
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 6

The Mare who bullies me,

You have no one left to bully. Those words, those mean words, those words that crushed my heart, those words, that you never thought meant anything, but meant everything to me. They're gone, because I'm gone. Yes, you read that correctly. I'm gone. I'm dead by now. I hope you're happy. And after this, don't find someone else to bully, because you're wasting your life. If you have one. I hope you change soon.

And, I'm not sorry, Trixie
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 7

My Favorite Author,

Thank you, for writing those books where I was able to escape into reality. Thank you, for writing those books where I could be with characters who didn't hate me. Thank you, for writing those books who were there for me when no one else was. Thank you, for the day when I met you, and you hugged me, and you signed my copy of your book. Thank you, for being the writer I always wanted to be.

And I'm sorry, Ms. Yearling. Or do you prefer Daring Do?
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 8

My neighbor who I used to play with when I was younger,

I'm dead. I really am. Thank you for playing with me when no one else would. Thank you for sticking with me when no one else would. Thank you for being on my team when no one else would. Thank you for walking with me when no one else would. Thank you for playing tea party with me when no else would. And most especially, thank you for befriending me when no one else would.

And I'm sorry, Lyra
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 9

My dear aunt,

Oh auntie, I cannot tell you how much I appreciate everything you have done for me. The gifts, the stories, the books, the jokes, the compliments, he encouragements, and most of all, the time you gave me. Thank you for spending so much time with me when no one else wanted to. I'll miss you a lot, auntie.

Don't forget our talks all night. Don't forget your home-made ice cream that I fell in love with. Don't forget my thank you cards. Don't forget me.

I love you to the moon and back, and I'm sorry, auntie,
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 10

The girl who hated me since the day we met,

I never knew why you hated me. I never knew the real reason. You said sorry to me a million times, but you never did change. You told me to forgive you for your wrongdoings. I forgave you, but you still hated me. You still teased me. You still called me fat, ugly, bastard, short, unimportant, but you never stopped. You once asked me if we could start all over again as friends. I said sure, but nothing changed. You were still the same. You still did the same things. I hope you change now that I'm gone.

And I'm sorry, Sunset Shimmer.
I'm sorry that I was never the perfect mare,
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 11

The mare I never replied to,

I need to tell you this. I did get your notes. I did get your messages. I did get your letters. I did hear your words. But I didn't respond. Because I was scared. I wasn't and still aren't ready to make friends. I wish I could answer them but I can't. I don't know what is holding me back. You're amazing though.

I'm sorry, Minuette
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 12

To my teacher,

Thank you for bearing with me. I know I was hard to teach, but you still stood by me. You never gave up and I am grateful for that. I will never stop thinking of you. I will never forget our long lessons. I will never forget our inside jokes. And I will never forget you.

And I'm sorry, Celestia,
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 14

The stallion who stared at me everyday,

I never got to know you. I never got to know your name. I never got to know where you live. I never got to know how old you were. I never got to know what your favorite color is. I guess it's too late now. If I may ask, why do you stare at me? I mean, what's so interesting in me that's worth staring at? I wish I got to know you better. We could've been best friends. Could've. But we can't. Because I'm dead. Whatever your name is, I bet it's a beautiful name. And if you don't know my name, hi, I'm Twilight Sparkle. And I'm a dead mare now.

I'm sorry, __________(fill in your name there)
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 15

Mom,

Yes, I know, this is a second letter for you, but I just wanted to tell you; thank you. Thank you for being there when I needed you and even when I didn't. Thank you. Thank you for being on my side even when I was wrong. Thank you. Thank you for the open ear and the shoulder to cry on. I know I never told you I love you, but I do, a lot. I love you to Pluto and back. And, Mom, that's a whole lot.

And I'm sorry,
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 16

My dearest baby cousin,

I know I never was good at showing this or expressing this, but you were born the day before I killed myself, andI hope you get to read this when you grow up. I want you to know that you had a cousin who loved you so very much and would've very much liked to watch you grow up and become a beautiful mare. I'm pretty sure you will. And I want you to know that there's someone out there who loves you so much, and one day he will come and rescue you, so hang in there, little one. Your prince will get to you someday.

I love you more than I could every imagine. And I'm sorry,
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 17

My ex-coltfriend,

Do you still remember me? I doubt it. But do you remember my flaws? Of course you do. Well I hope you're happy now. That mare is now flawless. Because she's gone. The mare you played around with, can no longer be played with by anyone anymore. The mare you left crying in the sidewalk that night will cry no more. Because her tears have run out. Her love has run out. Her soul has run out. Her faith has run out. Her trust has run out. Her hope has run out. And it's all because of Y.O.U. So I hope you're sorry.

Because I'm not,
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 18

And lastly, to myself,

I was never enough. Not nice enough. Not pretty enough. Not smart enough. Not thin enough. Not talented enough. Not calm enough. Not stable enough. Just. Not. Enough. I wish I could've been enough. I wish I could've been better. I wish I could've been someone else. I'm sorry, me. I'm sorry for being the sparkle I am.

Now and forever,
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 2

Dearest Mom and Dad,

Thank you for everything. The smiles, the laughter, the gifts, the fun, the encouragements, the shoulders, the years, the memories, but sadly, they don't matter anymore. It was never enough. It never filled that empty space. Thank you for the happy times, and forgive me for the constant pleading and asking and complaining and annoying. Don't worry. It will no longer bother you. I will no longer bother you. Please don't cry or be saddened because of this. Just move on. Keep the happy moments, burn the sad ones. Don't forget your little girl, alright?

Don't forget your little girl who started talking when she was one. Don't forget your little girl who swallowed her tooth when she was four. Don't forget your little girl who punched her brother's eye when she was six. Don't forget your little girl who wrapped herself in masking tape when she was seven. Don't forget your little girl who got lost in the mall when she was ten. Don't forget your little girl who rolled off the bed when she was twelve. Don't forget your little girl who got accepted into Princess Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns when she was fifteen. Don't forget your not-so-little-girl who killed herself when she was eighteen.

I love you and I'm sorry,
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 3

My dear older brother,

I hope you understand what's going on. If you don't, then, I'm dead by now. Ask Mom and Dad. They can explain. Your little sister is gone. Are you happy? Because no one will bug you, no one will constantly plead for your attention when Mom and Dad aren't home. I sure do hope you won't forget the happy times.

Don't forget when we washed the windows in the rain last year. Or when we toilet papered Grandma's house two years ago. Or when we had a food fight at summer camp three years ago. Or when we watches our only dog give birth four years ago. Or when we face painted each other's faces when we were home alone five years ago. Or when we tickled each other until we fell asleep six years ago. Or when we built a fort in the living room seven years ago. Or when your little sister killed herself this year.

I would have loved to see you become a great ruler alongside Cadance in the Crystal Empire, but your little sister just had enough of this world. Make Mom and Dad happy, alright?

I love you and I'm sorry, Shining Armor,
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 13

The Librarian,

Your favorite girl is gone now. She won't be passing by your desk everyday anymore . She won't be picking out books everyday anymore. She won't be checking out a pile of books everyday anymore. She won't be talking to you everyday anymore.

Thank you for helping me find the books I needed, and thank you for the recommendations. Honestly, I can never thank you enough. You have guided me and have given me life when I had none. You helped me, and brought the light when it was dark. You stayed with me and cheered me up when I was down. And I am eternally thankful. I will miss you, and alas, hopefully, you will miss me.

I love you, and I'm sorry
A dead Sparkle

Chapter 1

If you received this letter, well then, consider yourself special. I killed myself, and these letters, well, these letters are all that's left inside from me. If you received this letter, then, I'm sorry.

Dear Family, Friends, and Ponies,

When you receive this huge package, look at the back of it. There's a list. Find your name, find the number next to your name, reach for the envelope with your number, and read the letter inside your envelope. You can only read your letter. Don't read one that isn't yours. After you've read it, put it back. You can't keep it. Then pass the package on to the next pony on the list. The last pony should and will burn the entire package. Because I'll be dead by then, so my words should be dead too. I hope you'll abide by these rules. Consider it my last wish.
I'm sorry,
A dead Sparkle