
Being Part of the Crowd
I met Derpy when I heard things in my attic, I didn't mind and began to notice who she really was. I then started to hear the rumors about her, it hurt pretending I didn't know her, but then again I guess she was used to it.
Meeting somepony for the first time can mean many things, it could lead to hating the person or ending up being the love of your life. Sometimes they become one of your best friends, then there are rare times where you pretend you never met the pony in the first place. That's where this story begins, I met a mare who was really amazing and I knew we were going to be the best of friends. Then I did something I regret every single day, it tore me up inside. But then again, she was used to it.
Inspired by Tell Me by BlackGryph0n and Baasik
Art by lexx2dot0



4254 words: Estimated 21 minutes to read
1 Chapter:
- Being Part of the Crowd 2014-07-29 23:41:00 UTC4254