My mysterious life.

by pinkis cupcake

First published June 12th, 2014 19:40

I dont really know if im normal or not....all that lies behing me are questions with no awnsers. I have no friends. Im all alone. Im abandoned. I only have one special gift i get once in a while. My grandmother. Her name is melody. She adopted my mother, so shes not my REAL grandmother. But i do love her. Im alot like her. But one day...she had to go. I hope shes happy....I may never be...But she still can.

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First things first...I guess..

First things first...I guess..
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My mysterious life.

First things first...I guess..

I sat on a bed. This is mine right? I close my eyes and try to remember my life...Sigh....i...cant remember much. Just myself lying on my bed. Why can i not remember anything? Ok...Ok...focuse mizzoria... FOCUS! I use to go to school. I went for...two years? I guess thats normal...i mean im only seven...or...six? GUH! Why am i so stupid! Moving on. I didnt know my birthday, or what one was until i was about...five or six. I like to adventure.

I rack my brain. Nothing. I hear a song in the back of my head, i cannot make out the words but the song is very...nice. I open my eyes and look out my huge window with a smile. Its a beatiful day today. Im not smiling anymore. I want to be happy but for some reason i... I just cannot. Sigh. I stand up and walk out of the house. I slowly walk around, making sure to be aware of my surroundings. For some reason i dont seem to reconize this place. I walk to a fence and open it. I sigh and stick my head up, when i open my eyes and the first thing i see is a tree. I tilt my head to the side. Words invade my head and it starts to hurt a tad bit. MANGO PEACH PEAR ORANGE PATATO ORANGE! Thats it! Its a Orange tree. I start to walk- oops, i made a mistake, its a grapefriut. That word is funny in my mouth. Grape friut. Grapefruit. Grape fruit.
" Guh rape friut."i shove a hoove in my mouth. I can talk!? ' NO DUH . Everypony can. im forgetful. hmm....sounds fimiliar. The fruit of a grape. Grape : a ovalish friut purple and green, it hads seeds. Facehoove. No duh you useless...what am i? Im a...alicorn...? yes thats it. I have a white coat and deep black hair. My eyes are....green. Wait.. how do i know that? I dont think i...oh wait yes i have. I looked in a mirror before. I remember looking into it standing proud and tall with proud broud smile. I though, ' Im amazing!'

I smile and a tear streams down face. I walk across the streat. There are houses, but nopony is there. At all.... I cross the street into an opening and stop. There are different size and shaped sticks and twigs. I look up and see vines all over the metal fences. I pick up a curved twig and walk to the fence on my left. I grab a vine and it brakes. CRAP! I try about tree more times and FINALLY!!!!

The vine is now tied to the curved twig, no wait, its a stick, sticks are bigger. Like streats and roads. Ok so i now have a bow. I need a arrow. So then. First things first. I grab a couple twigs and feathers- wait, were did the bird feathers come from? I scan the area and some pigents are walking around. I catch a glace of a red robbin. Pretty. I put my hoove down on the long im sitting on and when i look at it im holding a knife. I start making triangle shapes and making the twigs a little bit more smooth. I tie the triangles to the stick, although it took a while. I try to stich a feather in the twig... CRAPPPP!! The point bends and the feathers ruined. I take the knife and rapidly jab holes in the twigs. Ok good. I take the feathers and...perfect! I know how acess to bows and arrows. I pull a arrow back and aim at the fenche then let go. Fail. Agin. Fail. Then. Hit. I retrieve the three arrows.

Next thing i know im at my house watching t.v. on a couch. Wheres my bow and arrows? Why am i no longer pissed off? Why was i in the first place? Where are my shoes? Where did these chips come from? I dont ask myself these questions. I dont care. I go to the bathroom and i feel really tired.

I wake up and dont remember going into my bedroom. I guess thats just what usally happens. I dont have blankets. What are blankets? Its like someones taking my memmories away because they dont want me to remember. Always like this isn't it? I sit up in bed and walk to the fridge. Whats a fridge? Aww agin? Its like i have to learn these things, or relearn? I opened the big white door infront of me. Nothing good. Why was i even looking in the fridge? AHA! Gotcha bitch! I know what a fridge is! But sireously, im not even hungry. What ever. I cant really remember what happened after.

I dont remember if it was along time or only a little from whats happening now. Memmories are flashing through my head. In the memmory im in a car sitting quietly. I have a seatbelt on. Im expretionless. Next memory im crying with a terrified look on my face. The next memmories are me hitting my head on a car by accedent. "ow" " oops" "crud" " OOOWWWW FRICK" I would say. " NOOO!" I shrieked as i attempted to exit the car with groceries, knowing what was going to happen agin. " PLEASE!!..please...it..it hurts so much..every thing hurst me...please." i contined thinking it would help. I hit my head so hard i dropped the grocheries. " OWWW..." i whined. Sorry journal, but i dont think you want to hear about me hitting my head for a while longer. The car must really hate me. Sight. When the memmories stop i gasp. My eye's water a little. NO! No...no those...they..those...they.. they...cannot be mine. Deep breaths come on now. I snap out of the...whatever was happening.
" Mizzoria are you ok?" My mother said with a smile. Be happy youre sister birthday is going to be soon!"

" OMIGOSH! really! Im so happy! " I said to her in a cherrie voice, smmiling deeply. I feel good for my sister. She loves birthdays.

Well, a couple...i dont evven know what, later i was sitting with a girl. Her name was anna. She was ten.
" Im only eleven " i said to my white earthpony friend with a Dark brown mane. Her eyes were brown. She looked like she was hiding something, like she had been throught alot. Let me tell you journal, i didn't really notice it until quite a while later. OH!, also it was around a year later from when the fridge thing happened. P.s. the fridge only had a little bit of bread, eggs, pickles, and...i think thats all.

Author's Note

So....yea...thats about it for the first chapter.