My Little Rosey

Chapters

Tired of it all
Enrolling for school
Registration
Rose luck's first day of school (Part 1)
Rose's first day of school (Part 2) The bully
What now?
Sweet memories
You are my sunshine
Home sweet home
Dreamscape
The Whole Truth
Escape

Tired of it all

I can't handle it anymore. I just can't keep going. I'm just so useless. I'm all alone in what used be the family house, but now the only one living in it is me now. I remember it as if it happened yesterday. I was watching The news channels, and there was A very familiar bridge on one of the channels, so I switched back to it. I gasped as I put my hand over my mouth when I noticed it's the bridge my dad used to cross to get to work. The shot was being taken by a helicopter just over head, and I could see piles of cars spread about the bridge. Small fires erupted from most of the vehicles. There was a tanker which looks to have exploded, and made a huge flame, making a large cloud of black smoke. The reporters were saying stuff , but my main focus was on one car. A brown buick on its roof, engulfed in flames. Tears began welling up in my eyes, as I saw a body lying out of the driver side door which wasn't there anymore. My father.

Blood drenched his white t-shirt, and what looked like a metal bar of some sort impailed it's way through his head. My mom was with him, but I didn't see her body anywhere. I decided had seen enough. I shut off the T.V, put my face in my hands, and cried my eyes out. About ten minutes later, my arms were covered in trails of tears. I finally stop crying, and I get a text moments later. I check it. It's from my boyfriend Marco.

"Hey I just saw the news, and I'm sorry for you loss. but that's not all ur losing. We...just don't work out anymore, so have a nice life...if you can."

Great!! I just saw my parents dead on T.V, and now the only guy who cared for me, decided to break up with me!! I Repeat what I had done for the past ten minutes. The gloomy skies outside just make it worse. I lay down now trying to calm down. I look outside through the glass sliding doors on the opposite side of the room, and watch the wind blow the leaves on the trees. I listen to the crackling sound of it, and the sound of water hitting the glass due to it's beginning to rain. I close my eyes in a pathetic attempt to get some sleep. Time seems to slow as I lay with my eyes closed, nit getting what I wanted. I check the time on my phone and it's 12:45 pm. Waves of depression wash over me as I remain sleepless on the couch. I stay here for another few hours just laying here. Wallowing in my despair. I listen to the grandfather clock in the dining room tick twice per second.

After another few hours, there is a knock at the door. Immediately, I hope I was just seeing my father being dead there, as I run to the front door, and open it to see...a police officer. "Sarah Muntz?" he asks me.

"Yeah. That's me." I reply.

"I'm here just to tell you...some bad news." He says pretty much regretting he has to tell me.

"Yeah. I watched the news. You're here to tell me my parents are dead." I can almost see him make a sigh of relief that he didn't have to tell me.

"Yeah. Well I have more people to tell them they won't be seeing their loved ones anymore." He states before turning around, and Walking away.

The next day I'm still alone on my own. The clouds are gone now, letting the sun spill bright light into the house. But the clouds in my soul have not cleared yet, and never will. I walk outside, and the sun leaves a warm sensation on my chest. I look down the only road in both directions, and I see a silver minivan coming from the right. It pulls over to the side of the road in front of me. A Lady with long curly brown hair exits and walks over to me. She smiles as she approaches. Her eyes are green, and she looks no older than 35. I get the scent of vanilla perfume, as she gets closer.

"Are you Sarah Muntz?" Shes aks kindly.

"Y-yeah. How do you know my name?"

"I was told about the incident yesterday and, they needed volunteers to adopt children who lost their parents. So I'm going to be taking care of you from now on." She smiles at me, as if she has known me since I was born.

"I have the documents with me if you want to see."

"No I'm good."

"So you can come with me." She opening the front passenger side door, and gestures for me to get in.

I hesitate, but then realize I have no choice but to go with her. I get in and put the seat belt on as she gets in the drivers seat. She makes a u-turn and from there we drive straight for what seems to be an eternity. Neither of us say a word to each other. That's what I need is silence. I don't feel talkative at all right now. I just wanna curl up under a rock and die. I'm the only one left of my family. Lets face it. I've lost everything. Now I'm stuck with a creepy woman I don't know. Please god just end my life soon. I can't stand it anymore. Just two days is enough, and I'm prepared for my life to be taken at any second. The bumping of the car going over bumps eventually gives me the sleep I have been begging for since I saw the news. I can still remember every detail of it too.

Three months later

I hold in my hands a small black box with gold trim. Something I found one day while walking. I haven't decided to look inside until now. I un-do the small lock and inside is a...rose? There is a note ties to the green stem, so I lift it out of the box and read the tiny print. Try as hard as might, The ink is just too small for me to make out. I notice a small piece of glass in the box. I pick it up, and hold it over the not, and the small note, and the words become huge! I don't reall care or give a crud what it says, but curiosity has me readin it anyway. I hate reading in general. It hurts my eyes. Anyway the note says: "To the lucky finder of this rare rose, you can make one wish come true. You will notice ten pedals on this rose. Repeat your wish out loud once for every pedal. Pull the pedals off one by one repeating your wish once for each pedal. Be warned to be cautious with what you wish.

I put the rose back in the box. Yeah right it can make a wish come true. I head to the kitchen with the box still in my hands. I grab the smallest knife, and put it in the box with e rose. I step out to the back porch. It's raining out. Cold chills run down my back as the wind makes me shiver. You may be wondering what I'm doing with the knife. Well I'll tell you I'm gonna end my life. I head down the stairs and walk out onto the grass, and make my way towards the forest that begins in the backyard. I stop when I reach the trees. I sit down and I open the box. I grab the rose out and I sent the box down on the wet grass. I look at the rose, and see ten pedals. I grab one and pull it off

"Rose bring me luck." I whisper. I pull another one off. "Rose bring me luck." I whisper again. I do it a third time, then a fourth, and the fifth, saying "Rose bring me luck each time I pull a pedal off. I get to the last one now. I grab it, but hesitate t pull it off. I open my eyes, and gaze at the last red pedal in my fingers. "Rose, bring me luck." Snap.

I sit there for a moment, looking at the green rose stem with no more pedals on it. Then I put it back in the box and begin walking through the forest. By now I'm soaking wet with rain, and I'm really cold. I walk for a good 15 minutes in a straight direction. Eventually I come to a small opening and I take a look up to the clouds, my eyes twitching, trying to keep the rain from landing on them. I sit on the cold wet ground, with the box still with me. Now I think of my past, with my boyfriend who dumped me, and my parents who are dead now. Happy memories used to make me smile, now they bring me torment and pain. I open the box, and take out the knife. I look at it, as the rain drops land on it, then drip off the edge of the blade leaving wet streaks behind.

"God be with me." I say and I raise the knife to my throat. I push it in, and the pain feel so good. I'm about to slice into my neck, when I hear a voice.

"Help me." I hear the faint voice say. IT sounds like a young child, but why would a child be out here? h well I'm out here so whats the difference. Once again curiosity has me, so I get up to investigate. I walk towards the voice.

"Who's there?" I ask.

"Over here." I hear it say. A bit shaky. I hear the voice come from behind a nearby tree. I drop the knife as I approach it.

"Help me! I-I-I'm stuck. The voice says. I get to the tree and when I peek around it to see who is there, I don't see a person, It looks more of like...a pony. It's very small. It' white with a maroonish, and pink mane and tail. I look closer, and I see her left hind leg is caught in a small hole in the ground. I just don't believe my eyes. What exactly is this thing?

It looks in my direction, and sees me.

"Help me." It says again, struggling to get her leg free. I hesitate, then I go over to it, and kneel down to see what's got her leg. I see a piece of bark that has her leg stuck to the tree. I reach down and grab it, and pull it off, freeing her leg.

"Thank you." It says in one of the sweetest voices you have ever heard. Then I look into the hole and see...a rose? "Can you get me my rose?" It asks. "I tried to get it, any way I could, till I got stuck of course." It says shyly.

"Yeah." I say reaching in the hole, and I pull it out to find it looked exactly like the rose from the box. I hand it to her, and she puts it in her soaked mane. As a matter of fact, she's soaked all over. Shes is shivering quite a lot. Instantly I feel bad for the poor thing, and I scoop her up in my arms, and begin running towards home.

"Wh-where are you taking me?" It asks sounding a bit scared.

"Don't be scared. I'm taking you to my place out of this weather.

I keep running, and eventually, we reach the house, and I notice kitchen light is on. Mom...well my new mom must be home. I rush up the porch and to the door, and I burst it open, and the warm air of the house battles with the cold I'm feeling right now. I don't really care about me, I'm more worried about this pony thing. I see mom isn't in the kitchen, so why is the light on then? I put the pony, or whatever it is, down. She;s still shivering like mad. I run over to the thermostat, and I turn it up from 62 to 72. I look back to it, and it's just standing there, trying to keep warm. I walk into the living room, gesturing for her to follow.

"Mom?!" I shout out.

"I'm up here in my room!" She yells back to me.

"W-what are you going to do w-with me?" It asks.

"Well First i'm gonna get you dry, and try to make you warm so you stop shivering." I say to it, trying to stay as calm as possible.

I run up the stairs, and straight across the hall into the bathroom. I turn on the light above the sink, instead of the really bright ceiling light. I go into the cupboard, and grab a couple towels. I place one on the floor for her to stand on, and I'll use the other one to dry her off. She walks in a little slowly. I can tell she is just curious and being cautious. She stands by the door, unaware of what I am doing, or what I'm going to be doing. I have no idea how this thing got here, or how it came here, or if it just popped up out of nowhere.

"Here, stand on this towel." I tell it, and it does, with water dripping from her mane, onto the floor, which means I'm gonna have to dry the places where she walked, or stood at.

"Thanks for helping me." She says smiling up at me. Right then and there I felt a bond starting to slowly take shape, and I smile back at her.

"Do you have a name? I ask, grabbing the towel, and placing it on her head. From there, I rub it back and forth on her head, working my way down the neck and to the back.

"Yes. I-it's Rose Luck.

This causes me to freeze up as I instantly knew what this meant. My wish was "Rose bring me luck." Remove "Bring me" and then you get Rose Luck. That would also explain why she has a rose exactly like the one I used! So my wish got me this pony to look after. Suddenly I don't feel sad anymore, but now I feel really happy, that my wish brought me something very special to call my own! I smile down at the little filly, which I think means like a young horse, or pony in this case. I look at her face, and I see joy. She looks back at me, tilting her head to one side showing she's most likely confused as to why I stopped drying her. I haven't actually felt her yet, so I slowly reach my hand out to rub her mane. She backs away a bit. I stop for a second, then I start reaching for her again. This time she stands still, and I graze my fingers through her hair which is so soft! Then she does something unexpected. She jolts forward, and she wraps her tiny forelegs around me, which I took to be a hug, so I hug her back, and I rub her mane with my right hand. Then I finish drying her.

"Sarah?" I hear my mom call.

"Yeah?" I reply. What does she want? I continue looking at Rose as a smile spreads across her cute face.

"Is there somebody in there with you?" She asks. She must have heard us talking. How is she going to react to this? I don't know, but I have no choice.

"Coming, just a sec!" I say, as I give Rose one more quick wipe down to make sure she is dry.

"Come on Rosey...Do you mind if I call you Rosey? I ask the small filly.

"It's fine, I like it." She says quickly hugging me again.

I get up, and I walk her over to mom's room. Her door is closed, and she hates it when I walk in without knocking, so of course I knock. Then I open the door, and see her lying on he bed reading a book. She looks up at me.

"What do you need hun?" She asks sweetly.

"Mom. I need to show you something, but please promise you won't freak out okay?" I say as innocent as possible.

"Suurree." She says awkwardly. "Why are you all wet?" she asks.

"I went for a walk in the woods, and I found something." I look down to Rose, who looks back up at me with a puzzled look on her face.

"What?" She says, putting her book down, and sitting up. That's when she sees Rosey. "Aww it's so cute!" She coos, getting up out of her bed, and kneeling in front of rose.

"I found her shivering to death when I went for my walk."

Mom picks her up in her arms. Rose giggles a bit, at this sudden profound affection mom just grew for her. I feel bad for Rose. I know she ins't from this world, and must miss her family a lot. Rose just sits there as mom holds her. I have to say, I haven't felt this happy in quite a while, and finding Rose is the reason for it. I just hope I don't lose her like I've lost everything else. I take her from my mothers arms, and Rose hugs me AGAIN. She's very cuddly from what I can tell, and It's just so adorable. I hold her with one arm, and I rub her back with my right hand. Her coat is quite soft against my hand. She lets go, and she looks at me, and says it.

"I love you mommy." She says happily returning to giving me a hug.

Why did she call me mommy? I don't know but, it made me feel really happy inside and out, and I knew right then and there I would be her mommy.

Enrolling for school

When Rose Luck called me mommy, I was overcome with a multitude of good feelings I have never felt before. She's still clinging to my neck, and I can feel her soft colorful mane on the side of my face. I can hear her little breaths each time she exhales, and I can feel the rise and fall of her chest as she breathes. She snuggles her head deeper into my neck. It's just so adorable that this cute little filly could adapt to me so quick as to call me mommy. My eyes are welling up with tears of pride and joy, and mom is giving me one of those "Awe just look at that" smiles. I hug her back now sort of tight so I dont crush her tiny fragile body. She feels warm on my shoulder, wet from being outside before. I rub the back of her head.

"I love you too Rosey." I say, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Are you hungry?" I ask the sweet filly. She doesn't say anything, but I can tell by the movement of her head that she was nodding.

"What should we give her?" Mom asks kindly.

"Well ponies are vegetarians so fruit and veggies?" I suggest. It's been two minutes now and Rose still hasn't let me go. I'm so happy right now that I'm fighting back tears of joy. I don't know how, but Rose Has made me happy in the short hour we have known each other.

"Good idea." Mom says tapping her chin with her index finger. I continue stroking the small pony's soft, silky mane. She hasn't said or done anything now for some time.

"Ma is she sleeping?" I say spinning so mom can see Rose's face.

"Yeah I think so." She replies. "She must have been really tired."

"Okay. So ma could you go make her something to eat? I'll go sit in my room with her till she wakes up."

"Sure thing sweetie." She replies, heading downstairs now.

Now I walk down to the opposite side of the hallway to my room. I don't bother turning the light on cause I might wake her up. I gently pull her off me, and set her on one side of my bed. I lay next to her, with my right arm under her head, and my left arm over her as I hold her close. I put my forehead oh her's, and her cold breath blows against my neck. I then take my left hand and pull the covers over us. I return to petting her mane with my left hand. Eventually I get a bit sleepy, and my eyelids seem to weigh as much as rocks. I look at The pony's sweet sleeping face as she slightly snores. Each time she exhales it sounds like a little whistle. I run my hand over her head one more time and I myself fall asleep. Her coming into my life all of a sudden changed me, and made me happy once more. Today is November 29th 2014. This will be her birthday.

Suddenly I'm nudged awake, and I see little Rose looking at me.

"Yes Rose?" I ask right before giving out a big yawn.

"I can't sleep." She says a little pouty. "Can you sing me a lullabye mommy?" She asks. This makes my heart jump. I did exactly that when I was little and couldn't sleep! But luckily I remember a song my real mother would sing to me, why not sing it to Rose?

I clear my throat a couple times cause it begins with humming that cant be done if your throat isn't clear. "Hush now my little child don't say a word, just close your eyes, and dream of good dreams till the morning sunrise comes. Hush now my little child for it's time to sleep, let you mind drift away into a peaceful slumber, and don't make a peep. Hush now my little child for I'll be here to hold you close because mommy loves you most."

When I stop, I notice she is snoring away again like before. I give her a small kiss on the forehead, and just after, a smile is made. Now it's time for me to get back to sleep. I don't know how, but I already love her enough to think of her as a daughter. I said it before, and I'll say it again, I feel like crying. If you were to tell me years ago that some point in my life I'd be caring for a talking pony I'd have called you nuts, but now that I am, I just love her so much. I know I'm not her real mother but I'll be the best mother I can be. I vow to take care of her, for as long as I must.

12 months later

It's been one year since I brought Rose home, and she has grown quite a bit in those two years. She was almost 2'6, now she's 3'4. She now almost comes up to my waist rather than my knees. She's still quite the cuddle bug, and I don't mind. I actually like it. And what's the matter with getting hugs from your own daughter? Right now we're playing a game of hide and seek, which we have been for an hour now. Right now she's hiding and I'm counting. This is all we really do, and board games such as battleship. With her growing she became heavier too. After having her for so long now, I can't imagine losing her. She's pretty much all I have. Her being seen used to worry us a lot, but anyone in the area who have seen her said it's cool as long as she doesn't cause any trouble, so it's safe to take her outside the house. I begin counting, as she runs off to hide.

"!...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9..10"

"Ready!" she she says out loud. She is always ready by ten, and I don't get it. I head towards the general area where I heard her yell from. head to the kitchen where I hear giggling coming from.

"I know you're in here somewhere. "

"Tee hee hee." She giggles again. This time I heard it coming from under the sink. I walk over to it, and pull open the doors under it.

"Awe how did ya find me already?!" she says laughing

"I don't know. Maybe cause you were giggling the whole time?" I reply to her.

She pulls herself out of the cupboard, and stands in front of me smiling. Then she stands up on her hind legs and hugs me with her forelegs. I should have seen this coming, but for some reason I didn't. meh so what. I hug her back, as she lays the side of her face against my stomach. I look down at the cute pony hugging me the way she is. I never thought I'd have a daughter, but here I am with a pony being my daughter hugging my like usual. I just realized that, since everyone in our town knows about her, and that she is most likely 6 now, that maybe I could enroll her into school this year.

"Hey Rose, mommy has to make a couple phone calls okay?"

"Awwee okay." She says letting me go, then trotting off to the living room.

I pull out my phone and dial the number for the principle for the elementary school just a couple blocks away. I hold up the phone to my ear. It rings three times before being answered.

"Hello this is Principle Browning, how can I help you?" He says right away.

"Hey it's Sarah. Sarah Muntz." I reply. He was the principle at my highschool during freshman, and sophomore year, but is now the principle of the elementary school.

"Ah sarah, how have you been? It's been almost three years!"

Yeah we know each other because we were always talking about random stuff when we got the chance. He would let me come to his office during lunch hours which he didn't do with any other student. He's a pretty cool guy, so I hope he can help me out here with possibly enrolling Rose. We we're like best buds when I was in school, but I graduated this year so I'm school free!! It's just a matter of when I ask him, and what his answer will be. He doesn't even know Rose exists, so I'm not sure if he will let her be enrolled.

"Yeah, I have something important to talk to you about. In person if you have the time."

"Oh sure I'm not doing anything right now but sitting at my desk at home! Do you want me to come to you or will you come here?"

"I will actually need you to come here." I say straight forward

"Okay I will be right over." He says before hanging up. I put my phone back in my pocket.

I walk out into the livingroom, and I see Rose watching spongebob. She hasn't noticed me yet, so I take this as an advantage to get a scare on her. I creep up right behind her where she sits on the couch, and I place my hands on her shoulders. "BOO!" She practically jumps up two feet cause I scared her so bad. It was priceless. It's rare that I get a good scare on her now days.

"OHMYGOODNESS!!" She screams.

"Hahaha I got you good!" I tease poking the tip of her muzzle with a finger.

"Yeah, nice one mom." She says smiling.

I move to sit next to her on the couch, and she sits in my lap. I begin watching Spongebob with he. I love his whacky adventures he goes on with his friends, and annoying Squidward. It's just amazing how funny this show is. Who doesn't love spongebob? After about two episodes there is a knock at the door. Rose gets off so I can get up. I walk over to the door to see who it is, and it's Mr. Browning!! I quickly unlock the door, and let him in. He takes off his coat and hangs it on the coat rack. I take his hat for him, and I place it at the top. I reach my hand out to shake his hand.

"Nice to see you came." I say smiling.

"Yes, so what is it you needed me here for?"

"It's about my daughter Rose."

"You have a daughter? That's so lucky of you!" He replies happily.

"Well she isn't mine. We just like to think I'm her mother."

I lead him to the dinning room, where we sit across from each other. IT's bright since there is a lot of window space in this room. He sits there smiling at me. The sun shines bright outside, and the weather forecast said it was going to be like that tomorrow too. I love sunny days. Just so full of life.

"So where is Rose?" He asks.

"ROSE!"

"Yeah?" She asks entering the room.

Mr. Browning looks quite shocked to see a talking pony right in front of him.

"Rose can you sit with us please?"

"Sure I guess." She says sitting in the chair next to me.

"I was wondering that Rose is of 6 years old which is the minimum age to apply at school, so I was wondering if you could get Rose put into school, because she needs an education too.

"I think I could work something out." He says looking at Rose. "So is that all you wantd was to see if I would enroll her?

"Yes exactly." I reply to him.

"Well anyone who is wiling to learn may be given a possible education."

"Cool, so when is registration?" I ask.

"It's August 25th. Today is August 19th, so you have a little under a week.." he says. "Well I better best be going." He says getting up from the table.

I lead him out of the house, then it's just me and Rose again while mom is at work. Everyday gets better and better, with a good 6-8 hours of bonding time with Rose. I walk up to her and hug her tight. She hugs me back of course with her being the cuddle bug she is. I kneel down to her eye level, and I plant a kiss on her forehead. She giggles a bit at this since I don't usually do it like that. She's still up on her hind legs for some reason but i don't know why. It doesn't matter anyway. I rub her mane a couple times to straighten some of it out that got messed up.

"Now listen Rose. Soon you will most likely be going to school, so we won't be able to spend as much time together okay?"

"Okay. Will there be other ponies there?" she asks. This question suddenly made me realize that she hasn't seen a pony like herself in her life, and I'm afraid she may grow suspicious of it.

"I don't know. I haven't been to this school." I reply.

A terrible lie. Way to dodge a bullet Sarah. I think to myself. Way to go. I have come to realize, that after I let this young filly into my life, I have been doing better now. I've been stress free and happy as can be, all thanks to ose, who I will always be there for. She's the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I will always be thankful to have her as a part of my everyday life. I thank whoever did this for me. I have a daughter which I never thought I would ever have, but now I do. She is a 6 year old pony named Rose. I love her with all my heart, and I vow pain on whoever hurts Rose. She is very precious to me, and this whole first year I have had with her has been absolutely perfect.

I let her go, and I put my hands on her shoulders.

"I love you Rose. These past twelve months with you have been the best of my life. There isn't a second that goes by, that I don't enjoy having you with me." I hug her once again, and she hugs back. "I love you too mommy." Her sweet little voice is like music to my ears.

"Can I tell you something mommy?" She asks still embracing our hug.

"Anything, my little angel." I say rubbing her head. Then she looks up at me with those big hazel eyes, glistening in the light.

"I call you my mommy cause you are my mommy. You wished for me." She says, then returning to snuggling her face against my stomach. And did she say, that since I wished for her I somehow became her biological mother? That's not possible!! I didn't get pregnant, so how does this work?

"When you made your wish, you gave off some of your soul to make it come true, and it made me, so you're my real mommy, and I love you." Part of me wants to tell me this is so wrong, yet it makes a big part of me feel really good. I AM her mommy. I don't know exactly how this works, but I don't care. Once again I get the feeling of crying, but this time I can't hold it back. I kneel down to get give her a better hug, as the tears begin to flow.

"What's wrong mommy?" She asks me sounding worried. I hug her tighter now.

"I thought you were just calling me mommy cause that's what you thought of me." I reply

"But you ARE my mommy."

"I know Rose, and I always will be."

Registration

August 25th

Registration

Today is the day of Registration. I know there is gonna be a lot of people there, and Rose might not be used to it. I don't know if the other people will take easily to her with her being a pony and all. I hope that if they do accept her, that she won't get hurt of picked on or anything. I'm also worried that she might have a hard time making friends since she's different, plus the fact she's going to be the only pony in her school. She's very nice, and is willing to learn cause I have taught her a few things myself, like math and reading. She already knows how to write, and stuff like that. But she writes with her mouth. I don't know why, but whatever works best for her, I'm fine with it. As long as she is learning I'm all for it then. I want her to grow up to lead a good life, cause its my job as a mother to ensure it.

Something that has caught my eye, is that Rose has been walking on her hind legs for the past few days. She was always falling at first, but now it's as if it's a natural thing. I had asked her why she's doing it, and she said it's because she doesn't want to be a lot shorter than the others. By standing on her hind legs she does get a little taller, so now she comes to be about four feet tall. That's about as tall as any other kid so it's perfect. Another thing is that she has been trying on my clothes from when I was her age. I had only kept them cause they brought me good memories. Yesterday she wore my maroon button up, and blue shorts. She looked really cute in them so I took a picture of her on my phone. Today she is wearing a green tee, and khaki pants. She even tried to wear shoes, but they fell right off, so I gave her my old boots to wear. Not winter or rain boots either.

I myself am getting ready cause registration began ten minutes ago. She seems eager to meet new people since she has met so few others. She's really happy, and has been since I took her in. Every time she smiles, I smile, when she laughs, I laugh with her. It's kind of like we share the same mind! To be exact, she's acts just like I did when I was just six years old. I'm happy to have her. I'm happy to be her mother. I'm happy I'm the one who gets to care for her, all thanks to that rose that made my wish come true. Not in the exact way I had expected, but I'm still happy with my result. I just can't stop thinking of her, she's just so adorable, and she's mine! I know I didn't give birth to her, but part of me was given off in order to make her so ye I'm her biological mother. I head down stairs now to check on her, and she's just sitting on the couch, and the T.V isn't on either.

"Rose?" I ask from the stairs, and she looks up to me from the white couch that she pretty much blends in with, without clothes.

"Yeah mom?" She asks getting up from the couch, and walking over to me, on her hind legs you could have guessed.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"Just thinking." She replies with an adorable smile.

"About what?" I smile back.

"About going to school. It sounds fun." She coo's a bit.

"Okay. Come here." I say kneeling down, and pulling her into a hug, and I ruffle her mane with one hand. She giggles at this as she hugs back.

"I love you mommy."

"I love you too my little Rosey. Come on we have to go get you registered for school." I say letting her go.

"Okay mommy." She looks at me with her cute hazel eyes, which gives me this warm happy feeling deep inside.

I notice that she looks very human. Especially since she's wearing clothes, and walks like a human. You can only tell that she's not from her head, and her tail. When I say head I mean everything that has to do with the head. We walk out the front door, to be welcome outside by a warm sunny day. Rose looks up at me, and I smile, grabbing her right hoof, since she's on my right side, as we begin walking. Luckily the trees shield our eyes from the sun, cause there are a lot of trees here that line the curbs. We walk out to the side walk and turn right. Yes you can bet she's still walking on her hind legs. I guess it's how she likes to walk now. I don't have a problem with it, cause she's still my daughter. It's a good thing that the school is just three blocks from our house, so it's quite a short walk.

Let's just say there are cars parked everywhere, like on almost every block in the area I assume. When we get to the block of the school it becomes very crowded. I didn't think it would be this busy already. I see the faces of people as the walk by, when they see Rose. They give a bunch of "Dafuq is that" kind of faces. Rose looks up at me again smiling. She doesn't seem to nervous or anything. She just looks like her peppy, jumpy, happy self. We walk past a few bushes with beautiful red roses all over it. Roses are her favorite flower, same with me. I came up with e reason for why her name is Rose Luck. Rose because I got her with a wish from a rose, and becuse she loves roses. And Luck because that's all she has brought me is good luck, plus it's a cute name.

"Hey mom can I pick one?" She asks. She gives me a face I just can't say no to.

"Okay." I say letting her go to. She looks at all of them, as if looking for the perfect one. Most of them are faded, some are dying, some are good for keeping. I stand next to her looking through the flowers, when I come across one of a decent size, and has a very happy bright red color. And guess what? That's the one she picked. I didn't point it out, but she picked it.

"I like this one." She says turning to me.

"What are you going to do with it?" I ask.

"This." She says putting the stem behind her right ear, under her mane so the rose sticks out in front.

I smile a smile saying it looks good. She hugs me, and I hug her back. Try closing your eyes, and pretend you're her mother, and you're hugging your daughter who you love very much. It's the best feeling ever. We resume walking as I hold her hoof in my hand again. We walk into the school, an head to the cafeteria where the registration is being placed. More people of all ages give of a strange look when they see me, and Rose. We have to see this one lady to give her information, like Rose's age, her name, gender, and stuff, then we have to get her picture taken for her I.D, Then we have to get her materials, and put them in a locker they will assign her. After about ten minutes we get to the desk the lady is sitting at.

She gives, yes yet another strange look, at me and Rose, but rose keeps a smile plastered on her happy face.

"Good morning." The lady says awkwardly.

"Good morning. I'm here to register my daughter Rose here." I reply smiling.

"Did you say daughter?" She asks looking at Rose

"Yes, and It's quite a long story. I'd tell you but there isn't time for that. Her full name is Rose Luck, she is six years old, and is female."

"What grade will she be going into?"

"First obviously." I reply with a small chuckle

"You don't say." She says writing down what I said on a piece of paper. "Number and address?" She asks.

"645 Linwood Drive." (author note: I won't out any number incase you might feel like calling it, and getting some random stranger on the phone lol) She writes this down, and points to the next are we have to go to, and gives me the piece of paper with all the organized info on it. We continue getting stared and gawked at, but neither of us care. We get to the line and there are three people waiting their turn for their kid to get a picture. We wait for about five minutes then it's our turn.

"Next!" The young woman says, getting the camera ready.

I lead Rose over to the chair, and she sits in it. She turns to see who's next, and the face she makes when she sees rose is priceless. I see her eyes begin to roll into her head, so I walk up next to her, and giver a little shake, and show her the piece of paper with her info.

"Don't pass out on us now." I tell her. "You've got a lot of pictures to take." I say showing her the long lie of people still entering the cafeteria. She just nods, and goes back to the camera.

"Okay give me a smile" She says looking through the camera. Rose smiles. "Look to the left a bit for me, and lower your face a little." Rose does as she says, the there's a flash, and this little machine on a table begins to hum, and a little plastic card comes out. The lady grabs it, and hands it to me. The picture is...it's just...let's say picture perfect!! Rose get's up and walks over to me. I give her the I.D. She looks at the picture of her, with her mane just so perfect with the rose in it, and her smile with those pretty pearly whites.

"I'm so cute!" She coo's

"NO you're not." I say smiling.

"What?" She asks giving me a pouty face, and her ears flatten against her head. I kneel down in front of her.

"You're not cute because you're so cute there are no words that can describe your level of cuteness." Instantly her ears perk right back up and she smiles one of the biggest smiles I've seen.

"Awe thanks! I thought you meant something else." She replies.

"No no no no noo. You're just the cutest thing I've seen!" I say sweetly, and she gives me a tight hug, and I return it gracefully.

We continue to the next spot, where there are piles, and piles of books. I look at the paper, and it says she only needs a math textbook, a Comm arts textbook, and a science textbook. There are labels on the tables in front of the books to show what grade they are for. I grab the correct books, and walk out of the cafeteria with the books in hand. I look at the paper again, and her lock her is locker 146 on the second floor, which is also the top floor. The school layout is pretty simple. The first floor is like a big rectangle of hall ways with a hall going through the center the short way. The second floor is the same way, but it's smaller than the first floor with no hall in the middle. We go up the nearest set of stairs, and when we get to the top I notice her locker right on the other side of the hall, so we don't have to go searching for it.

The lockers are quite convenient cause there is a button you have to push, and there is a handle right above it you pull to open it. I put her books inside, and from there we head home. We plop down on the couch when we get inside. Rose yawns and lays her head on my shoulder.

"Tired?" I ask. She simply nods.

"Me too." I say putting one arm around her, and use the other to rub her hair, and she hugs me.

"I love you mom." She says.

"I love you too Rose." I reply.

"So when do I go to school?" She asks closing her eyes.

"Next month." I say still petting her mane.

In a couple minutes she's asleep and begins to snore a little. It's not loud or anything, it's just that little whistling sound like before. I smile now knowing she gets to go to school, and she's gonna get an education. I know she's not from this world, but isolating her isn't right. She moves her head to my lap, and curls up, resting her head on her tail, and continues to snore. Words really can't express the cuteness of her being. My dad once told me to believe in miracles, but I never really paid too much mind to it, but now I believe in miracles as if they happen all the time because Rose is my little miracle.

Even if miracles never seem to come around, they exist, so just be patient, and your will come around. I had to go three months without one, but that until Rose, my daughter came into my life. She's the ray of sunshine that broke the grey gloomy clouds that surrounded my soul. I still remember that first night as if it were yesterday. The whole thing. Out in the woods in the pouring rain with the knife in hand that was going to seal my fate, but that's when I heard her plea for help. Everyday I'm with Rose is another day I grow happier. Yes I do miss my parents, but I'm sure they are smiling down upon me from the golden gates of heaven.

I watch the small child sleep on my lap, and I embrace every second of it. Only god knows how much I love this little filly. She's the only thing that kept me going until our bond became so strong I was able to stand on my own two feet again. I hate myself for wanting to commit suicide, because now I have no reason to, and every reason to live. Thank you dad, for teaching my to believe in miracles, because they are very real, and do come true. And thank you Rose for saving me from myself, and teaching me that life is worth living till the very end. I love you so much, I always have, and I will, and nothing can ever change it.

Rose luck's first day of school (Part 1)

Rose Luck's P.O.V

My first day of school

September 2nd

I feel myself being shaken awake a lot earlier than usual. I moan, as I turn to see who's there.

"Rose it's time to get up. It's time to get ready for school." I see Sarah leaning over mean, shaking my shoulder to wake me up. I yawn, and stretch out my forelegs then rub my eyes to wake myself up.

"Morning sleepyhead." She says with a smile.

"Hi mommy," I reply softly before yawning again. " Wait. Did she say get ready for school? It's already that time? Dang. Time goes by fast.

I sit up in my bed, rubbing my eyes again. I'm not ready for this, It's just too early. Why this early even? Mom gives me a small hug, then exits the room. I stretch out my limbs again, then I get up, and walk over to a small dresser to get a set of clothes. Ever since I started wearing them, mom organized them into the dresser for me. I open the pants drawer. I'm so lazy right now I grab the first pair of jean shorts I touch. I close that drawer, then proceed to the shirts. I grab this dark blue button up, with lighter blue flower outlines along the bottom. I close the drawer and get dressed, which takes me about five minutes I'm guessing, trying not to fall back to sleep. Then I reach under the bed and grab my boots, and I put them on my hind legs, and I pull the straps to make them tight enough to not fall off like regular shoes will.

After getting dressed, I head to the bathroom. I pull the stool next to the sink in front. I step onto it, and I look at myself in the mirror. Wow, my mane is a mess. I take the brush, and brush it, until it goes back to it's original flow. I bet my tail isn't doing any better so I check to see, it's in a fair condition, but I decide to brush it anyways. I put the brush back, and wash my mouth out with the mouth wash that is there. I turn on the cold water from the sink and take a few sips to get rid of the taste of the mouth wash. I step off the stool, and put it back and I exit the bathroom. I see the living room light shine up through the stairs, making the white wall look like an orangish color. I head downstairs, and see mom in the kitchen. She moves from the counter to the table with a bowl in each hand, and she sets them on the table. She sits down, and gestures for me to sit by her, so I do. She puts one of the bowls in front of me. It's contents: Marshmellowmatey's, and a spoon.

"So how's my little sleepy head this morning?" She coo's then gives me a kiss on the cheek.

"I'm so tired." I reply, as I take a bite of my cereal.

"I know how that feels, but now you have to get used to this five days every week!" She says sarcastically.

"Really?" I ask looking up to her from my bowl.

"Yeppers." She says, before stuffing her face with cereal.

"So what is school like?" I ask.

"It's okay, I guess." She says with her mouth full of marshmallows, and oat things.

We finish our cereal, and she goes to get my backpack she used to use for school. She opens it, and shuffles through the stuff that's in it. Pencils, pens, erasers, notebooks, folders, a binder, etc, and other things. I yawn again, and I head back upstairs suddenly needing to take whizz. I come back down about three minutes later, and mom's standing by the door waiting for me. The early morning sun shines through the window, and spills onto the floor, and anything else in front of the window. I hold onto the railing as I descend the carpeted steps, down to my awaiting mother.

"Are you ready?" She asks.

"Yes mommy." I reply softly. She then puts my backpack on my back obviously, and we begin walking out of the door.

"Are you gonna be okay with okay me for six hours?"

"I think so." I reply shielding my eyes from the early morning sunlight.

We turn down the road towards the school. The wind blows a cold breeze sending a chill down my spine, making me shiver a bit. Walking in the morning seems like it takes longer than during the day, but oh well. I know I'm most likely the only pony like me, but I hope that I see another one maybe. Most likely not. Maybe I can still make friends with the other human children. There was a lot of people during the registration, but hopefully not as many now. Well it's the first day of school so there's a chance there will be more this time. I'm still very tired, but not as tired as when I first woke up.

"What's school for anyway?" I ask

"It's a place for young ones to go and learn things, like math. I taught you how to add and subtract remember?"

"Yeah I do. But what else do you learn?"

"A lot lot thins, like science, reading, writing, art, music, and lots more."

"Okay. Is it fun?"

"It was for me at first but then by the time you get to high school it's like let me out already!!" Shes remarks jokingly, which makes me laugh a little.

We get onto the block of the school, and once again, there are cars everywhere. There are adults, and kids going to and fro in every possible direction. Like I said, I don't see any others like me, just a bunch of human kids. WE enter the front of the school, and mom pulls me to the side. She pulls out a piece of paper from her pants pocket, and hands it to me. I unfold it to see it's a map of the school, with numbers for every room. On the other side is a chart with the names of six teachers, the class they teach, the order I have those classes in, and the room location.

"This is your schedule." Mom says pointing to the paper.

"Yeah I know mom." I say with a smile.

"Good cause I don't want you to get confused.

"Don't worry I won't."

"Okay good. I have to go back home now okay? Wait for me right here after school okay?" She says giving me a kiss on the forehead, then hugging me.

"Okay mom. I love you." I reply to her hugging her back.

"I love you too, now have a good day okay?"

"Okay." She rubs my mane for a second, then leaves. I stand thee for a second, then I look to the paper. I have Comm arts for my first class in room 214 which is most likely upstairs. I head up the nearest staircase, to go to my locker to get my comm arts book, and the whole time, I get stares from a lot of the kids that walk past me. The look like they haven't seem a pony in their lives. I push the button on my locker, and open it to get my book. close the door, and I head down another hall in search for my first class. I see a girl alone at her locker, so maybe I can ask her, that's if she answers. Shes a blonde girl wearing all pink. She's wearing a purple backpack that has a picture that looks...like me? I walk over to her, and I tap her shoulder. She turns around, and gasps when she sees me.

"Hii, do you know where room 214 is?" I ask kindly."

"You-you're...Rose Luck." She says stuttering. But...how does she know my name?

"Ye-yeah. How do you know my name?"

"Only cause you're like part of the coolest show ever!!" she says cheerfully. "I can't believe it. I'm talking to Rose Luck! And Rose Luck is talking to me!" She says to herself.

"Uh could you just tell me where rom 214 is?" I ask a little impatiently.

"Oh my god you have Mrs. Strudeman too?!" She takes a hold of my right hoof, and pulls me all the way to the other side of the building. She stops when we reach a white wooden door labeled 214.

"Here we are!" She says opening the door and entering. I notice this door is white, while the others are the shade of a light brown. "Are you coming or what?" She asks.

"Yeah." I say going into the room. There are four windows that reach to the ceiling, letting in bright morning sunlight. There are about 20 desks that fill most of the small room, which at least five of them are occupied with a child. She sits in the desk closest to the door and points to the one next to it. I shrug, and I take a seat in it, moving my tail to the side of me, as to not sit on it, which I have done before and i doesn't feel good. I realize I'm not really all that tired, and it's only 8:12 am. Class starts in minutes. One of the other kids in the room sees me. I wave at him, and he waves awkwardly back. I roll my eyes, and look at this girl who somehow knows my name. I don't know how, or why there is a picture of me on her backpack.

"What did you mean by I'm part of the coolest T.V show?" I ask.

"You don't know?!" She asks sounding a bit surprised.

"I can't say I do." I reply.

"It's a show called My little pony, and you're one of the background characters!" She says.

"I would have recalled being in a show."

"Oh I get it!! You weren't a filly in the show, so that's probably why you don't know." She says.

"So you mean to tell me I was in the show, when I'm older but I'm not that old yet, so how does this work?" I ask.

"I don't know." She replies. "But how did you get here in my world?" She asks as more kids gradually fill the room

"Um I have always been here, and My mom made a wish that created me." Now she looks at me puzzled.

"What do you mean?" She asks. "How long have you been here and how old are you?" she asks.

"I'm six, and I've been here for a year now." I reply. Suddenly she gasps again.

"It makes sense now!" She exclaims.

"What does?" I ask.

"However it was that person wished for you, it made you a younger version of the actual Rose Luck to make the wish come true!" She says. That does make sense.

The bell rings signaling that class has begun. Just about every desk has a child sitting in them. Most of them stare at me for short periods at a time. One kids even asked what I am and what I'm doing here. I just roll my eyes is all. So far my first day of school isn't going all that bad. I think this girl wants to be my friend, I don't know. We continue chatting until Mrs. Strudeman gets up and walks over to the chalkboard. She takes a piece of chalk and writes her name on the board in big letters. She also writes "Welcome to Comm arts" on the board too, then turns toward the class.

"Good morning students! I'm your teacher Mrs. Strudeman." She says with a bit of a british accent. "This year we get the luck of having a special student in our class." She says looking towards me. Way to make me obvious. I don't look, but I know everybody in the class is looking at me. I feel myself blushing a little bit, cause I'm not used to this kind of attention, and even some kids clap, and eventually everyone begins so clap. But why make it such a big deal? Am I really that different? I'm not sure if it's a good or bad thing, but either way, it just doesn't feel right.

"Now why don't you tell them your name?" She asks.

"I-it's Rose. Rose Luck." I reply looking only at the teacher.

"Well what a pretty name that is!" She says.

"I guess."

"Do you have any preferred names?"

"Yeah. Just Rose, or Rosey as my mom likes to call me."

"I saw you during registration, nd the young woman you were with. Are you saying she's your mom?"

"Yes and me real mother to be exact."

"Now how does that work?" she asks.

"Well two years ago she made a wish, and part of her soul was used to make it come true, and it made me." I reply.

"That's amazing!"

"Yeah it is!" The girl chimes up.

"Well I'd love to find out more about you Rose, but I have to teach you wonderful kids the many wonders of C.A!"

She goes on about what we will be learning this year, and things we will be doing as well, and what comm arts is about, so basically she's making one big intro. The first thing she begins teaching us is the alphabet. She would say a letter, then pick a random student to say the next letter. She started with 'A', and went from there. I got to say the letter 'B'. Of course she starts with me first. I chuckle a bit at this thought. I glance at the clock here and there to see the time, and about an hour later, We file out of the room, heading off in different directions. Well the first class of my first day of school went pretty good, and I had Emily to talk to, which is what she said her name was. I'm actually eager to get the next class to see what it's like. This is fun, and I can't wait to see what happens next.

"What class do you have now?" Emily asks me.

I pull the folded piece of paper out of my pocket. I unfold it, and turn it to the schedule side.

"I have gym with Mr. Jake." I reply, which makes her squee, jumping up and down.

"That's to classes in a row we have together!" She seems to really enjoy being my friend which is quite nice. "And guess what?" she asks.

"What?"

"She's just as much of a fan of you as I am!" She says.

"I'm flattered!" I reply back.

"Now come on!!" She says running off. I roll my eyes, and follow her, but I walk instead. Something tells me It's wrong to run so I don't.

Eventually I lose sight of her, but I know where the gym is. It's across the hall from the cafeteria. I turn right down the hall which is the only way to go, ad down the stairs. From there I head in the direction of the cafeteria, and go left down the short hall that leads to the gymnasium. I walk into the huge brightly lit room, and see Emily with a small group of three kids. She sees me and skips over to me with a big smile on her face. I haven't seen a human this happy except for mother who is always happy. Now seeing Emily in all her joy makes me realize this is what mom sees in me, and then Emily...hugs me? Out of respect I hug her back. Her group of friends get up from sitting on the floor and walk over. Emily let's go, when they reach us, and she introduces me.

"guys this is my friend Rose Luck, as if you guys didn't already know her name." She says, as smiles spread across each of the other girls faces.

"Hii." I say giving a small wave.

"Wow You're real!" One of them says. The other girl just looks at me as if she's in shock or something.

"Yeah I'm real I guess." I say smiling.

"Oh my gosh you guys! I just realized something!" Emily says.

"What's that?" The girl who isn't frozen up asks.

"That if Rose is real, then doesn't mean they all are?" she says.

"Well Emily if our theory is right, then they don't know I exist here." I tell her.

"Yeah I guess."

We go back and sit down where they were before in one corner of the gym. This is a lot of fun I think to myself. I'm already getting friends, and they all think I'm really awesome, and cool, and stuff. Do they like me for me? OR do they only like me cause I'm this My little pony character? It doesn't matter. I'm just happy they like me, and don't think of me as some freak or something. Mom said each school day is about six hours long. It has only been one. So that means I have five more hours of fun, until I go home to tell mom all the good new I have for her, that she will be happy to hear. This place makes me happy, and it gives me a chance to get outside of the house more often. Not that I want to be away from home cause I do miss mommy a lot. She's gonna be so happy when she comes to pick me up, and I'll have so much good news for her!! I can't wait!!

Rose's first day of school (Part 2) The bully

Rose's P.O.V

I look around the gymnasium, which has to reach at least two and a half stories tall. I have to cover my eyes when looking up because he bright lights hanging from the ceiling blind me quote a bit. The windows line the ceiling, letting in the early morning sunlight. I thought that with me being different, nobody would want to talk to me, but apparently some kids already know me, and fangirl over me because I guess I'm a character from a T.V show popular to little kids. I remember Emily when she first saw me, it was kinda creepy, but you know, life is never perfect. I look at the group of kids next to me, that a pretty much almost fainted when they saw me, it was kinda funny. I look at the one girl who was really ecstatic to see me, and she has the biggest smile on her face, that I have ever seen.

"I just wanna say how much of a fan I am." She says grabbing my right fore hoof, and shaking it slightly. "I'm Vanessa by the way, and I hope that we can become best of friends." Her breathing has begun to speed up a bit from talking to me.

"I'd love to be friends with you, but please don't treat me any different than the others here okay?" I reply, pulling my hoof away.

"Anything for you!"

"It's just so awesome that we get to be kids out of millions, to be friends with you!" Emily says smiling.

"So who this?" I ask about the boy who hasn't spoken yet.

"Oh that's Collin!" Emily, and Vanessa say as if on q. Then Collin scoots over to sit next to me on the floor. I swish my tail over to the other side of me, so he does't sit on it by accident.

"H-hi." He says nervously, taking several quick glances at me. Then a white man of average height, with short blonde hair, and some muscular build, wearing a blue hoodie walks in to the room, as the bell rings.

"Good morning students!" He shouts. "I am Mr. Jake, and I'm going to be your physical education instructor. You may also call me Mr. J as well. In here you are all students, and as students, neither of you will be given any better treatment or sympathy. You are all here to do as told, and will be expected to do your best. Now the first order of work. Attendance!! When you hear your name just simply say here okay? Now let's begin.

He begins calling off names, and with each name he says, a random child either raises their hand, or says here. A few kids have to have their names repeated due to lack of attention they have for the teacher. Not trying to be rude, but it is rude to not pay attention. Still tired from being up this early, I let out a short yawn, as I stretch a bit. I usually am fully awake ten minute after waking up, but this time it's been like two hours and I'm still tired. I wish I had a nice pillow to lay my head on, and fall asleep. To go back to sleep would be very nice right now, but I can't.

"Rose!" I hear Jake say my name.

"H-here!"

I almost missed it. If would have been quite the embarrassment to have my name be called again. I wonder what made them let me register. Why didn't the government like come in and take me off to area 51 due to me being different. But then again, it's good they didn't cause if that happened, Mom would be heartbroken to have me get taken away, and never to see me again. I'm happy to have Sarah as a mother. She doesn't judge me for being what I am or anything, she loves me for the fact that I'm her daughter, and I'd be very sad too, if I couldn't see her again.

"Okay students!" Mr. Jake yells after finishing his attendance. "Sorry but today is going to be very boring. I have these packets for you to read for the remaining time of the class period. These are the class matrix. They tell you how you should act, what you should do, what not to do, how grading works, what to do for a missing assignment. The whole deal. And when you are done reading, if you finish, you sign your name at the bottom of the last page, and bring them home for your parent, or guardian to sign as well."

He hands out the packets, and when I get mine, I go straight to reading. I don't waste my time looking at the fancy pictures, I just read.

"Hey rose?" I look to my left to see Emily.

"Yeah?" I ask.

"I can't read. Can you?"

"I'm sorry, and yeah my mom taught me to read. I'll read it with you if you want."

"Yay thanks!" She says sitting next to me on one side, and collin on the other.

"Hey I can't read either." Collin says.

"Okay I'll read to both of you."

So I read the whole thing to them, and answered ant questions about what a word they didn't know, meant and things like that. It took about twenty-five minutes, leaving only three minutes left of the forty-five minute class. It was kinda fun, and boring at the same time. I've never been a big fan of reading, but a lest I got to do it with my friends! Mr. Jake saw me once reading to them, and he smiled. He doesn't really seem to care about me being the only talking pony in the whole school. I bet sooner or later I will stop getting stares as people get used to me. I take out three sharpened pencils from my back pack, and I give one to Collin, and Emily to sign the document. I never knew humans write so messy when at a young age. I sign my own paper, and my writing is just perfect.

"Thanks Rose." Emily says giving me a small hug.

"No problem. You guys can keep the pencils cause I have a bag filled with them." I say chuckling a bit as I hug Emily back as the bell rings to go to the next class.

I put my packet in a binder in my backpack, then I swing it over my shoulder as I get up.

"What class do you have next?" Emily asks.

"Science with a Mrs. Woodman." I reply.

"Aw man, I have Math with Mr. Grey." She sighs.

"Look it's okay. We can't expect to have all classes together can we?" I ask.

"Yeah I guess." She says looking down.

"Don't be upset okay? We will probably have another class or two together."

"Okay." She says looking back up to me smiling.

We exit the gym, and go different ways. I think the science classes are in the back of the school, so that's where I go, and sure enough, there's three of them. Now which one is Mrs. Woodman. I've noticed there is a teacher name at the top of every classroom door so that's where I'm looking, when suddenly I find myself being pushed into a locker. I look to see a boy about five feet tall, so a foot taller than me, with a black unzipped sweater on, and a grey shirt that says BVB on it. His hair looks like Hunter Hayes's hair. I love that guys hair, and this guy who has it just shoved me!

"Ow." I say sarcastically. "What was that for?" I say returning to walking, until he stops me again. "What do you want?" I ask.

"You new here" He asks.

"Yeah...and your point is?"

"Let's just say I'm the school bully here, and I have rules, that if you don't follow." He says then I feel something hit me in the stomach, and the air inside my lungs escape my body, and I fall to the ground gasping for air. That son of a gun just punched me!!

"That is just a taste of what you'll get if you don't follow these rules of mine." He says. I try to get up until he pushes me back down with his foot. Other kids who pass by try to stay as far away from him as possible. This is enough. He puts all this fear into these kids and they can't be bothered to stand up for themselves? I spin from my stomach, over onto my back, causing him to lose his balance. I get up, and trip him over, as he tumbles to the ground, I brush my clothes off, and continue walking, as the other children stare in amazement. I don't want to get into a big fight or anything, cause I don't wanna make the other kids scared of me.

Suddenly the kids begin to cheer, as if I just won a marathon, and I hear clapping erupt from all around me. I see teachers exit the room to see what the comotion was. Some of the kids surround me, blocking off my path.

"Do you realize what you have just done?!" Some boy in front of me asks.

"Yes and I regret it. I don't like hurting others. I just did it so he would leave me be, so please don't act as if I beat him up or anything." I reply. "No please move, I don't wish to be late for class.

"Oh." is all that comes out.

I walk into my science class, and I'm the first one in somehow, but I have no idea how, when I was just delayed by the school bully, and a crowd of kids. Mrs. Woodman looks up from her computer to see who entered. I sit in the desk closest to the door, just like in C.A. She simply smiles at me, and I give her a small wave.

"Good morning...Rose? Right?" She asks.

"That's my name." I reply.

"Okay." She says, as more students enter, and guess what? The "bully" comes in too. He notices me, and glares, as to where I just smile and wave. I see the other kids that walk in with him no longer try to get away, but instead laugh at him, and pat my shoulder when the walk by, and give me thumb up and stuff. It's nice, but it's just too much. Hurting others shouldn't be rewarded like this. It makes me feel worse, yet good at the same time since they are happy for me. I can't help but blush a bit. It's only third hour of my first day of school, and I'm already getting thought of as a hero, and now I bet a bunch of kids wanna get to know me.

I hear a lot of kids chatting about it and I hear somebody say his mane is Mark something. I didn't quite catch it when they said his last name, but oh well. I look at Mark, and he has his black hood up as far as it can go, and he still stares at me from his desk in the back of the room. "Sorry!" I mouth to him. He puts his hand up and flips me off. What a jerk, I try and give him some sympathy and this is what I get. I shake my head at him. He looks like he is in fourth grade at least.

When the bell rings the teacher gets up and introduces herself.

"Good morning young children. I'm your math teacher Mrs. Woodman, And I'm going to teach you all about the wonders of math." She says cheerfully.

She walks over to the chalk board. She grabs a piece of chalk, and puts a problem on the board. 5+5=?.

"Who can tell me what five plus five equals?" She asks. I raise a hoof in the air.

"Yes Rose?"

"Five plus five equals ten." I say smiling.

"Correct!" She says replacing the question mark with a ten. Then she writes a subtraction problem on the board under the addition one, in blue instead of white. 12-8=?. "Who can tell me what this one is?" I want to answer again, but that would be selfish. Nobody raises their hands, so I take this to my advantage raising my hoof again.

"Okay. Rose again." She says gesturing a hand to me.

"The answer is four!" I reply.

"Okay how about this one?" She uses red to put a multiplication problem up on the board. 4x5=?.

"Twenty."

"Wow! We have an Einstein in the class!" She says jokingly, making me blush a bit,and I know who Einstein is.

"Can you do this one?" She aks using yellow to put a division problem up on the board. 40 divide 8. "This one may be hard so think hard!" She says still smiling.

"It would equal five." I say.

"How did you get that so fast?!" She asks, her eyes wide.

"Well, when you asked what four times five was, it came to be twenty, which is half of forty, so if you do five times eight instead, with eight being double the amount of four you get forty, meaning forty divided by eight is five." I say smiling back.

"Wow. In all of my years of teaching, I have never come across a student you can do this! Who taught you all this?" She saks stunningly

"My mom of course. She taught me a some stuff before school started, but mostly math since it's the most important subject she said. She even taught me some algebra!"

Her eyes get even wider, so they pretty much get as big as mine! She exits the room, and a couple minutes later, she comes back with another teacher. A tall man with a short white beard, black pants, and a blue striped button up. Mr.s Woodman whispers something in his ear, and he goes to the board, and in white chalk he writes: (x+4)(x+3y).

"Can you answer this?" He asks me. After a couple seconds of thinking I get my answer.

"Four x squared plus twelve xy." Ge looks at me in astonishment, that a first grader just answered an algebra question.

"Well looks like we have an advanced student here!" he says, then the speaker on the ceiling at the front of the classroom goes off.

"Mark Stratton, and Rose Luck to the office please, Mark Stratton, and Rose Luck to the office please."

I simply shrug and get up from my seat, and a sharp pain erupts from my rump, as Mark goes by. I look to see he stepped on my tail! If I wasn't who I am. being like hurting others isn't cool, then I'd be all over him like a fat kid on a cupcake.

"Well owww!!" I say to him sarcastically again, and he turns to smirk at me.

Now that I think about it, I think I know why we got called down to the office.

What now?

Sarah's P.O.V

I wake from my beautiful slumber to a bright monday morning. The sun shines in through the two windows, and birds are chirping in a nearby tree. I pull the covers off me, and I sit up to stretch my tired limbs, and muscles.I stretch out my arms as I let out a big yawn. I look around my small bedroom, where nothing has changed, but something just feels...different. I check the clock on the wall by the door, and it says 10:15 am. I always get up at nine, but an hour later? Meh. I just shrug it off, and I get up out of my bed. Maybe I should check on mother, she works all night, and sleeps during the day, so me and Rose never really get to spend any time with her anymore. I exit my room, and head right to mom's room. I open the door a crack, and I see her sleeping her cares away.

My head hurts so much. It's screaming for me to get back in bed, but I can't. Whenever I try to go back to sleep, I always fail. I'm used to this, cause I've dealt with it for at least four years now, so it's no big problem to me. I turn around, and head down to the opposite side of the hall to check on Rose. I can't help but smile due to the thought of seeing her sleeping like an angel. I get to the door, and I listen for a second, for the small whistle of her snoring. A few seconds go by to where I can't hear it, so I go in. I rub my eyes with my left hand to get rid of any goop or anything, as I walk up to the side of her bed. I look down to see her bed is unmade, and she isn't in it. Maybe she's up already. I suddenly get the feeling of needing to relieve myself of...number one.

After a quick trip to the bathroom, I head downstairs, hoping to see Rose on sitting on her favorite spot the couch, but she sin't there either. A wave of worry washes over me, that she may be gone! I'm rushed into a state of panic that my only daughter may be missing! Where could she be?! I quickly head to the dinning room, and not a sign of her presence is to be found. After the dinning room, I check her hiding spot under the sink in the kitchen when we play hide and seek. The thought of her being alone out there in this cruel world, starving, hurt...maybe even dead, gets me to start hyperventilating. I put a hand on my chest to try and slow my breathing, as I begin to feel dizzy from the extra oxygen rushing to my brain, when suddenly I remember. She's at school! Then my phone begins to ring. I look to see it's from the school so I answer it almost immediately, but...why are they calling?

"Hello?" I say as I answer the phone.

"Sarah?" The masculine voice asks.

"Yeah. Is this Mr. Browning?"

"Yes, I'm calling on behalf f your daughter, Rose. She had gotten into a physical conflict with another student, and doesn't seem to well."

"What?! What happened?!"

"I have them both here in my office, and she told me that the boy had punched her in the stomach, and I can tell her breathing is uneven, and choppy sort of, so I was wondering if you would take the time to come down and get her, because she doesn't look to be doing so well. I would drive her home, but have a meeting to attend in a couple minutes at another school."

"I'm on my way." I reply hanging up, and rushing back up to my room to get dressed. M brain instantly went from begging to go back to bed, to getting my daughter home. The tired also went away, and now I have the energy to run a marathon pretty much. After getting dressed, I quickly write a note for mom, saying that I will be bringing Rose home. I rush out the front door, and I begin running down the street. Normally, I'm exhausted out of my mind after one block, but I manage to get to the school without even panting. I enter the school, and head straight for the office. I approach the service desk.

"Good morning, how may I help you?" The lady asks. She looks to be at least seventy years old, her skin is wrinkly, and she has her grey hair in curls.

"I need to see my daughter Rose Luck." I reply.

"Oh that...thing. Yes, she's in Mr. Brownings office with another boy."

"First off, she is not a thing, she is my daughter, and second off, don't be a judgemental jerk!" I say gritting my teeth before going into Mr. Brownings office.

"Mom!" Rose exclaims, getting up from her chair, and hugs me. I kneel down to hug her back.

"Are you okay?" I ask. I notice her breathing is off, just like Mr. Browning told me.

"Y-yeah. M-my tummy j-just h-hurts." Her incorrect breathing causes her to stutter a bit. I feel her stomach with a hand, and it feels harder than usual. It's probably swollen. She flinches at the touch.

"Oww." I hug her again to try to make her feel okay. I look to Mr. Browning as he gets up from his chair.

"Thank you for coming down here as quick as you did, I'm late for that meeting, and I must be going, and you can go back to class." He says to the boy at the table while throwing a coat on, and walking out of the room. The boy gets up, and leaves.

"W-what now m-mommy?" Rose asks..

"We go home." I reply.

"Okay. I love you mommy."

"I love you too." I say planting a kiss on her forehead.

I stand up, and I grab her left hoof, and we walk out of the office. I stop at the service desk to sign her out. We get to the front doors, and I see, within the short time I've been here, that clouds have rolled in and filled the sky, and not a bit of light shows through. We walk out, to be met by a gust of cold wind. I look down at Rose, and can;t help but smile. She's the best thing that has come into my life, and to have become her mother just makes it so much better for me. It is sad though, that she didn't even get to go half way through the first day of school without getting hurt.

We continue walking, as the wind gets colder, and I begin to shiver. Rose seems fine, but it's probably cause her fur keeps her warm. She still seems very happy, even though she took a blow to the stomach. She acts just like any old child would, and has the same emotions pretty much. The only difference I see is that she is a pony, and not a human. Other than that there isn't really all that much, that you could tell apart. Just to think, If she hadn't come along when she did, I wouldn't be here today. I'm incredibly thankful to have her.

"Mom?"

"Yes."

"You're...not mad at me...are you?" She asks worryingly.

"No. Now why would I be mad?"

"Cause I hurt him too."

"What do you mean?"

"A-after he punched me, I-I fell down, and when I tried to get up, he pushed me down with his foot, and...I tripped him." She replies.

"Well if it was for you to get away then it's fine,"

"I didn't like it when he hurt me, so I didn't want to hurt him, but..."

"But what?" I ask.

"I shouldn't have tripped him. It wasn't nice of me to do that."

` "Well you had no choice, so it's okay."

"Okay."

When we get onto our block, I see an ambulance stopped on our side of the road with it's lights flashing. Is it in front of our house? I squint my eyes to see down the street, and see two men carrying a stretcher, with someone on it, and a black cover over the body, over to the rear of the ambulance. I begin to go into a jog, and Rose follows. I can see now I is by our house, and another wave of worry washes over me. I approach the rear of the vehicle.

"Do you know this woman?" One of them asks.

"She's my mom!" He walks over to me, and puts a hand on my shoulder.

"Then I'm sorry for your loss." He says.

"W-what do you mean?!"

"Sh-she had a heart attack. The next door neighbor called 9-1-1. She said she was worried that she hand't gotten up yet, There is a clear view of the bed through the window,"

"Oh my god. I don't have a job yet! How am I gonna take care of my daughter?"

"Who's your daughter?" He asks, as Rose walks up to my side.

"Oh..." Is all that comes out when he sees her.

"It's a long story." I reply.

"I can see. But I have to get going. can't be blocking the street with this big vehicle." He says going around to the front, and starting the van up, before driving off.

"Come on Rose." I say walking up to the house.

"W-whats wrong with grandma?" She asks, but I pretend not to hear it. It would be too hard on her if she knew, but she was there, so I'll have to tell her

We walk inside and I sit on the couch. Rose sits next to me, and plays with her tail. I sigh a deep sigh, and put my face in my hands. How am I going to tell her? How am I going to be able to support her alone without a job? Will the house go into foreclosure? Where will we live? Where will we go? I look at Rose, who seems worried too now. I want her happy, but now I don't think happy exists anymore. All we have now is each other, and nothing more. Why must this world be so cruel? I grab her and hold her close to me. She's all I have now, and if I lose her...I don't know what I would do.

"What's wrong mommy? Where's grandma?"

"Grandma...is gone." I reply.

"What do you mean?"

"She's...dead."

"NO!!" She cries, and with that, she buries her face in my chest, and begins to cry her eyes out.

I rub her mane, and shush her to try to calm her down, but my efforts do nothing to stop it. She loved ma a lot, but never really go to spend time with her because she was always working, or sleeping. A couple minutes later, my shirt is soaked with her tears. I begin to cry to, as I continue rubbing her head. Her ears are flat against her skull, and her eyes are shut, as she cries. I've learned that her ears are a way of showing emotion. Like when she is scared, mad, angry, or...sad, they are down, but when she is happy, surprised, or excited, they stand straight up. So they are down with bad emotions, and up with good emotions. and right now is a bad one.

"I'm sorry Rose." Is all I can say right now. "I'm so sorry."

"She didn't deserve to die!" She shouts.

"I know she didn't. She's in a better place now okay?"

"Where is that?"

"It's a place all good people go when they die. It's called heaven." I reply.

"W-will she b-be happy there?"

"I hope so."

It hurts me to see her crying like this. It's her first time, so I don't really know what to do for her. I just hope that she can stay happy, cause that's all I want, is whats best for her, and to make her happy. I don't know why I keep saying it, but still. I pick her up, and put her in my lap, and I hold her in my arms. Sooner, or later, a cop is probably going to come to the door, and tell us who will adopt us. That's if anybody, or if a cop even comes to the door. I don't want Rose to have to live like this. It's just too hard for her.

Eventually she stops crying, and falls asleep on me. I want to get up, bu I'm just to tired now all of a sudden. I'm still holding the little filly in my arms, as she snuggles herself into me in her sleep. Her breathing has finally returned to normal, and a small smile is made. At least she's still happy in her dreams. I visualize what Rose may be like if she were to be depressed, and never happy, and this could come from the sudden death. I look up, and image ma's face. She's in heaven now, where she will be safe, and can live happy.

"Rest in peace mom. Rest in peace."

I stare off into space a bit, trying to figure out what I can do to make this situation better. It's probably been a half hour now that I've been sitting here with Rose in my arms. She's snoring her cute little snore again. I begin rubbing her red and pink mane again. It's getting a little rough, so maybe I'll give her a bath after she wakes up. So her first day of school was fine till that boy came along and ruined it, then I come to find she's in pain, then we come home to find mom had died from a heart attack, and now we are here. I can just feel how sad she is right now, and it stings me right in the heart. I've kept her happy for so long, now she's sadder than ever. All this sudden stress has worn me out, and I myself fall into a deep sleep.

Sweet memories

Sarah's P.O.V

When I wake up from sleeping, I look down and see Rose, still snoozing, and snoring away. I can feel the rise and fall of her chest with each inhale, and exhale. She stirs around in my lap, trying to get into a more comfortable position, and she lays her head against me. Her mane becomes as mess, and out of shape as she moves. I stroke it a few times, in an attempt to correct it again. Then a question comes to mind as to why we are sleeping here on the couch at this time of day. I rub her back, as I try to recall what happened earlier. I remember waking up this morning and almost freaking out, cause she wasn't in her bed this morning, but then I had remembered she was in school. Then I remember being called to pick her up because she had gotten hurt by another student. Then the worst part comes. I remember coming home, to see a paramedic lifting my dead mother into the rear on an ambulance on a stretcher. I look back down to Rose, and I remember how she had cried.

I rap my arms around her now, and I hold her close to me. The thought of seeing her cry again, just pains me so much. She's all I have left now. She may not be human, she may not be the same as everyone else, she may be thought of as a freak by some, but she's my daughter, and I will never treat her any different. I love her so much. Me constantly saying this must be getting annoying, but haters gonna hate. I will do anything in my power to make sure she is safe, and as happy as can be, cause as of right now, that's the only thing that maters to me. I smile now, but not for long, when her breathing starts to slow way down. Immediately, I feel her chest for her heart beat. Thump-thump.....thump-thump.....thump-thump. This isn't right. I paid attention in science class, and the smaller the creature, the faster the heart beat. Her heart beat is about as fast as an average human, but a bit slower. It should be about two times faster right now!

I get up from the couch, with her in my arms, as I head for the front door, but I guess I got up too fast cause my vision has almost completely gone, and I feel really dizzy and light headed. I old Rose in one arm, so I can get my phone. I call the cab station to bring me a cab as fast as possible. I fumble in my pants pocket for my phone. The pocket is really tight, so it takes me a few seconds to even get a grasp on it. When i finally get it out, it slips out of my hand, and lands on the wood floor, just missing the door mat. I groan, as I bend over to grab it. I can't reach it so I bend down on one knee, as I reach down and retrieve the small meta and plastic piece of communication. I dial in the numbers for the cab company, and I hold the phone up to my ear. The phone rings five times before getting answered. I speak up before the person on the other side of the phone has a chance to say anything.

"I need a cab at 432 Orchard Drive as fast as possible thank you!" I say into the phone, as calmly as possible, even though every bit of my body wanted me to scream.

"Yes ma'am, I am sending a cab out to you right now." I hear a masculine voice say.

"Thank you!" I reply before hanging up. Then I look down to the sleeping filly in my arms. I can barely feel her breath against my chest now.

I walk out onto the porch, and sit in the chair as I wait for the cab to arrive. I just hope nothing is too wrong with her. I don't know why she's not breathing much at all, and I'm no doctor, so I don't have the first clue of what to even do. After a few minutes of waiting, I hear the sound of a car approaching from my left. I look to see the cab finally coming, and it screeches to a halt in front of the house. I get up, and quickly head down the steps, and walk out to the car. I open the door, and sit in the right side seat. I fish my wallet out of my sweater pocket and pull out two five dollar bills, as the driver turns to look at me. I hand him the bills.

"Where to?" He asks with an accent that I think i from India.

"Just get me to the closest hospital as fast as you can." I reply, buckling myself in, while still holding Rose. "You're gonna be okay." I whisper to Rose.

"Are you talking to a stuffed animal?" He asks, as he begins to drive.

"She is not a stuffed animal!" I snap.

"Okay then." He replies, speeding up a bit.

He begins zooming around corners, weaving through traffic and running stop signs. Well, my idea of him possibly being from India has been proven correct. Rose's breathing is still slowing, and has become shaky again. I feel her chest again for her heart beat. I can't even feel it now. Finally, we get to the hospital, and I rush out of the car, and burs through the front doors. This may be a shock the receptionist, but I dont care. His/Her feelings don't matter to me right now. I Come to the desk, and she looks up to me, seeing me sweating a bit. Her hair is blond and comes to a ponytail in the back, she has blue eyes, and a few freckles under her eyes.

"May I help you?" She asks.

"Well I'm pretty sure I'm not going to just run into a random hospital, and not need help." I reply.

"Ma'am please calm down. What do you need?"

"She needs help." I say showing her the unconscious pony in my arms. "She's barely breathing, and I can't feel her heart beat." She takes a look at Rose, and gets up from her desk.

"Please follow me." She says, walking into one of the many nearby halls.

I comply and follow her as we head down many different halls, and up a few flights of stairs. Why didn't we just use an elevator? Eventually I stop trying to keep track of where we have been, and she leads us into a small white room, with a bed on the left side of the room, and counters on the opposite side. There is a window above the bed, with blue curtains, drawn over the blinds, leaving a blue hue on the white bed. Immediately I lay her down on it, and she lets out a small moan, The lady looks at her with a face that has "Dafuq?" written all over it. I glare at her basically saying to not be judge mental or she's gonna be wishing she was the one in the bed, and not this little pony who is barely breathing at all.

"A doctor will be here soon." She says, before leaving.

"Thank you." I say right before she closes the door.

I look at the sweet Little filly with a frown on my face. I would love to be happy to see her, but I can't when she is most likely on the verge of death. I have gone through so much with her in the short year I have had her. From finding her, to her calling me mamma for the first time, to playing hid and seek most of the time. I remember christmas. Her first christmas. We were outside playing in the snow. I'm covered head to toe in winter gear, and I'm freezing cold, where as she has only a scarf to keep her warm, and she looks as warm as can be. Sometimes I'm jealous she has a fur coat to keep her warm, but then again, a human covered in fur would most likely be the strangest thing in the world. It's only normal with monkey's primates, and gorillas and such.

I turn my attention back to Rose, who is still not waking up. I hug her head in my arms, as I try to fight back tears. She just started school too, and was making friends, like she has wanted. My body is screaming "Please don't die on me!" My breathing has become shaky, and my body begins to tremble. I stroke her red and pink mane with a hand, hoping she's going to be okay. I look out of a window that looks out to the hallway, and see many people, and doctors going by, and then, two doctors, one male, with short black Taylor Lautner like hair, and a female, with long red long brown hair, enter the room. They look to me, sitting on a chair, next to the bed, then they see Rose,

"Ma'am" The male starts up. "It's not a joke to come in here, with a stuffed animal, and say it's dying. We have real lives on the line right now." He says sternly. With that, I get up from my chair, I grab his left wrist, and pull him over to the bed, and place his hand on Rose's chest.

"Does a stuffed animal have a heartbeat!?" I shout in his face. He takes quick glances from me, to Rose, to me, then back to Rose. I van hear him try to say something, but then he begins to stutter, and the female, who is still by the door, has her hands over her mouth.

"I-I...I didn't know ma'am." He says softly, slowly pulling away. "We'll have to ask you to leave the room, so we can do our work." He moves out of the way, and gestures his hand towards the door.

"Doctor, with all respect I wish to stay in here with her." I reply softly.

"As much as I would love to say yes, I can't allow that. We're gonna be going back and forth in here, and we don't want you getting in the way or anything." He says, putting a hand on my back as if trying to get me out the door.

"Really? Come on, I want to make sure she's gonna be okay!" I plead, moving his hand off of me.

"If you really wish for her to be okay, you will leave the room. Besides, all this going back and fourth isn't helping her situation, so please ma'am." He says with a reassuring voice. I hate to admit it, but he does have a point. I let out a deep sigh.

"Fine." I reply, getting up, and moving the chair back against the wall, before leaving, and sitting on a bench in the hall.

The bench is a small, three seat wooden bench, with Green cushions, nailed to it for the seats. The cushion is soft, and sinks down as I sit, but stops, when it reaches the original wood seating. I watch as the lady, closes the door, and pulls the blinds down over the window, looking into the room. I let out a deep, long sigh, as I put my face in my hands. I've only had her for a year, and now it's ending already. She can't die this young, she's only six! Why does god want to take her already? This isn't right, she's been happier than ever, and now she's dying. I can't think about anything right now, the only thing I can focus on, is hoping she lives. I pray to god for a few seconds that she does.

I hear the door open, and I look up to see the male doctor, leaving the room, and after a few minutes, returning, with a cart, with a blue sheet covering whatever is on it. Such a long time has gone by, yet it feels as if it was just yesterday when I found her in the woods. I had picked her up, and brought her home, I had only thought, she was just some being from a different planet, who was lost, and needed help, but turns out, she wasn't. She was created from the wish I had made, and she had become my daughter. Not by opinion, but really, my biological daughter, but why was she made the way she is? That's the only thing I want to know. I ponder over this for a while, as I listen to the various noises and voices going on in the room.

Eventually I gave up, trying to figure out why she had been made a pony, and not human, because all that matters, is that I love her, and that I made sure she was happy and loved me back. I go back to when I was six years old myself. I had a dream of having a pony friend, similar to Rose, but I had paid no mind to it, since it didn't really mean anything to me. But when I had the dream again, a few weeks later got me wondering why I had it again, and the second time it was more clear, because the first time it was a bit fuzzy. The pony looked a lot like Rose, and looked at me, with those same big round oval, hazel colored eyes, and said "I love you mommy." I never told anyone about these dreams, but I was confused as to why such a weird dream would come out of nowhere. But now I think I know why they happened.

Another time I think of, is when I was eight, two years later from the day I first had that dream. I was with my parents, on a picnic out in a big open field, I forget where it was, but I was running through a big patch of roses, avoiding stepping on them. I came to a spot where there was no roses, so I laid down, on my back on the soft green grass looking up to the bright yellow sun, with not a single cloud in the sky. It felt as if I was in heaven, and I couldn't be happier. Then, I turned around on my belly, and propped my head up on my hands. There was a single rose right in front of me, about three inches away, and I heard a voice say; "I love you mommy." Then the same pony from my dream appeared in my head. I just shook it off, and went about frolicking in the small field of roses.

I smile, thinking about my life, when my parents were alive, and how they loved me so much, but then the tragic day came, when I lost them both. Now i lost he woman who adopted me, who I also came to love, and now I might lose Rose. I think all those dreams, and Hearing that voice in my head from time o time were a sign, that she was going to be a part of my future, and now she is. But now she might not be anymore. That sweet little creature in that room, is all I have ever wanted, and all I will ever need, and all I will always love. She saved me on that fateful day, I was going to take my own life. She has made my life the only life I want. I turn my focus to the room on the opposite side of the hall, and that's when I hear it.

"Clear!" I hear the mans voice say, then a short shocking sound. At the same time i hear it, I feel a purge of what feels like electricity course through my body. I jitter, and shake a bit from the feeling for a second, then i hear it again.

"Clear!"

Shock. Jitter, shake.

"Clear!"

Shock. Jitter, sake.

Then it stops.

With every time I hear him shout clear, I get the same electrifying feeling, causing me to almost fall off the bench. Other people just stare at me in confusion, cause to them, it must look like I'm having a seizure. I regain my posture, and I sit back up, from my current lying position on the bench. Then a fearful question, pushes it's self into my brain. Is she dead, or is she alive? Just a minute or two, until I get my answer, but for now, I just have to wait. I'm filled with worry, that she may never breath again. But yet, at the same time, I'm filled with hope, that he's gonna come out, and tell me she's okay. After a few more moments of waiting, he comes out, and he puts a hand on my shoulder, and he speaks softly.

"I'm sorry for your loss."

You are my sunshine

Did he just say...no...she can't be!! I get up from the bench, and I run straight into the room. She can't be dead!! Tears fill my, eyes, and flows out like waterfalls, as I wrap my arms around the little filly. I take in choppy gasps of air, along with letting out what seem like the biggest sobs of my life. Her body is limp in my arms, and I feel no breath escape from her mouth. By now, I'm shaking as if I were out in below zero weather. I look into her big hazel eyes which are still open, but drained of any life. Why god? Why do this to such an innocent child? I feel a hand on my shoulder, and I turn my face to see the doctor, and he tries to lead me out of the room.

"What ever she may be ma'am, she's in a better place now okay?" He says to me with a reassuring voice.

"No!" I shout at him. "She belongs with me!" I cry, collapsing to my knees, and putting my hands together against his chest as if I were praying. "Please! Just try one more time! Please, I beg you! You have no idea how much she means to me!" I plead looking down, as tears make their way to my chin, then dripping down to the floor. By now, my cheeks have gotten sticky, and stressed out from all of my crying, and bawling.

"Ma'am, please calm down...we did everything we could."

"I don't care! Just please try one more time. She's only six! She can't die this early in life!! Just once more. It's all I ask."

"Fine." Is all he says.

"Thank you!!" I shout, standing up on my feet again, and I hug the doctor tightly.

"I see you care for whatever this...thing is." He says rolling his eyes.

"Well for your information, she is not a thing, she is my daughter, and she just so happens to be a pony, kay? Now just do whatever it is you have to do." I snap back with a sudden change of attitude.

"Yes, Now I'll have to ask you to leave the room again." He says gesturing to the oor with his hand again.

"Fine." I scoff as I Leave the room,and closing the door behind me before sitting on the bench again.

I find myself listening to all the racket that goes on in the room. The other female doctor left about ten minutes ago, so now I have to rely on the other one who seems very stubborn, and ignorant. Heh, reminds me of my boyfriend, or when he was. I still can't believe he just broke up with me like that, at that time, when...that accident happened. I was very sad for about four months about it, but soon I realized that, if he's going to be like that, then I don't need a guy like him in my life, plus I had Rose to help with my depression. Just seeing her sweet little face makes me the happiest mother you would ever meet.

I know I'm only eighteen, and shouldn't have a child at this early age, but you can't say when things will or wont happen. It's a good thing that she came along when she did, or we wouldn't even be here, and she might be wandering alone by herself out in this horrid place known as earth, starving to death. Who knows, she might have been dead by now, or be getting beaten or something. No. I can't think of that. Not now. Just seeing her covered in bruises, with a black eye, and bags under her eyes, and broken limbs, as an image in my head which is a very inaccurate version of what the real thing, is bad enough for me.

I think I got my good mothering skills from having a good mother. I hear that the better parents you have, the better parent you may become. When I say my mother I mean my biological mother, not the one who adopted me. I don't even know how that worked. Wasn't there supposed to be paperwork and stuff, and a meeting maybe? Not just a random woman coming to my house, and saying she has the permission to adopt me? I ponder over this for a moment, but my mind is mostly focused on Rose, who may never breath again. It's starting again. I see her face, and I hear "I love you mommy," Play over non-stop in my head.

I think of what my life was like before I met her. I was depressed, even before all that other crap had happened with my parents dying, and stuff. I was a;ways isolating myself in my room, and never coming out, but to go to school, and back. Now that I think of it, I never really got to spend anytime with my parents due to it. When she came into my life, I was always happy, and ready to do anything my mind could come up with. My mind goes back to Rose's face again, but this time, it looks like I went to try and hug her, but she disappears. She just...fades away. I sigh, and I reach into my pocket, and I pull out a small, thin black pocket book. Inside, are pictures of me, Rose, and mom. My adopting one.

"Miss?" I hear a high pitched voice asked, being that of a young childs. I look up to see a little girl with Blonde hair, with a braided ponytail at the back, and a small pink bow at the top. She wears a pink glittery shirt, with a matching skirt, and she has a purple backpack on. It takes me a couple seconds to try and analyze why she's talking to me, but she's just a...little...girl.

"Yes little girl?" I reply, trying my best to make a sweet smile, even though my daughter is dead in the room, on the other side of the hall.

"Why are you sad?" She asks, giving me a face of worry and concern, and her blue eyes shimmer in the light. "Are you sad?" She turns around, and pulls her backpack off which has a pink backside to it, and she sets it by her feet on the ground as she sits next to me on the bench. Then I see what's on her backpack. It's a picture...of...of Rose...

"It's my daughter, Rose." I say sighing.

"This may seem like a silly question, but do you mean Rose Luck?" She looks up at me with her adorable eyes. Yes they are adorable, but not as adorable as Rose's. Wait. How did she know her name is Rose Luck?

"H-how did you know that?" I ask shockingly, with a puzzled expression.

"We have two classes together!" She says excitedly, jumping up a bit, with happiness written all over her face, until she realizes the situation. "W-why is she here? Is she okay?" Please tell me she's okay!" Her eyes begin to fill up with tears, as her face turns red, and she grabs my arm with both hands as if she was begging for something. I just don't know what to say to her. I don't want to break her little heart, as it seems as though she's sad enough.

"I...I hope she's okay..." Is all I can say, but it's in between okay, and not okay.

"Wh-what h-happened t-to...h-her?" I notice she's shaking now, and ears are flowing down her cheeks. I hang my head in shame that Rose had made a friend who's going to be devastated by her death as well. I feel sorry for her, so I wrap her in my arms, and the tears I've been holding back fro so long, finally escape my eyes, and now we're both crying.

"I-I don't know. I just hope, t-that s-she'll be o-okay." MY cheeks strain as I cry, and I hold the girl tight to try and comfort her. Just think how weird this would be for her parents. To see her little girl being hugged by a stranger, and they are both bawling.

"I-i don't want her to die!"

"She'll be okay...I hope." I reply, trying to stop crying.

"Me too." She calms down, and sniffles a bit, as she looks down. I take my sleeve, and I wipe her cheeks dry of her tears. "Thanks."

"It's okay. Hey where are your parents?" I ask her, looking up and down the hall, looking for anybody resembling to this little girl.

"T-they are in a room down the hall." She says, pointing to her right.

"Do they know you're talking to a stranger?" I ask, a bit concerned.

"They know. I told them you look sad, so I asked if I could try to cheer you up, and they said okay." She smiles up at me.

"Well you did help a bit. I shouldn't have been holding all of that in for so long, so it's good to have gotten that out, so thank you very much." I hug her once more, but for a short time, then a woman in a black dress, and blouse, with a white purse, and high heels, walks over to us.

"Oh, hi mom!" She gets up, and hugs her mother. I wish I could hug my mom once more, but I had my chance, and I didn't take it, then it was too late.

"Who's your friend?" The woman asks the little girl.

"M-my name is Sarah." I stand up, and smile, holding my hand out for the woman to shake.

"Really? MY name is Sarah too! What a coincidence!" She says, smiling, happily shaking my hand. "Thanks for looking after my daughter, but...why does she look like she was crying?"

"Well my daughter isn't really doing so well, and she happens to be friends with her, and it got her really sad, so I tried to cheer her up, but we ended up cheering each other up a bit."

"Well, I hope she gets better." Sarah says softly.

"Yeah, me too."

"She's the mother of that pony I told you about!" The little girl chimes in happily as if crying on each others shoulders never happened.

"She...has quite the imagination." Sarah chuckles nervously.

"No, she's right. She's just like the picture of that pony on her backpack." I say pointing to the picture of Rose Luck on the little girls backpack.

"Ha, very funny. Like cartoon ponies actually exist." She says rolling her eyes, and right after that, doctor comes out of the room.

"Sarah?" He looks to me, with a slight smile.

"Yes?" Me and Sarah both turn to look at the doctor.

"Um, that Sarah." He says, pointing a red pen in his left hand at me.

"I-is she okay?" I ask, stepping over to him.

"She'll be fine, but with the amount of electricity that I had used on her may, or may not have caused her to lose some of her memory. She can get it back, but it may take some time, so it's just a short term memory loss." He smiles, and moves so I can enter the room. I rush inside, and I See Rose on her back, her eyes slightly open.

"Rose?" I kneel beside the bed, and the other Sarah, and her daughter come in slowly. Rose turns her head to look at me, but seeing how her current condition is, it must have been kind of hard.

"M-mom?" She speaks soft and low, due to the fact that she just came back from the dead.

"Yes hunny. It's mommy" I lean over the bed to hug her gently. "I thought I lost you." She hugs me back weakly.

"I'm sorry mommy. I...I love you."

"I love you too Rosey." I sniffle once

"She is real." I hear Sarah whisper.

"Told you mom, but noo, you didn't believe me."

"Where are we mom?" Rose asks, letting me go, so I pull that chair back over to me so I can sit.

"We're in the hospital. You...you...died."

"I think you two should go, so they can have their privacy." The doctor says to Sarah and her daughter.

"Good idea." Sarah says turning around to leave. "I hope she gets better." Sarah says smiling at me.

"Thanks." I say smiling back, as she exits the room, and the doctor follows after.

I'm happy that little girl has a loving mother to take care of her. I once did too. Or should I say twice? Yeah I think twice would be better. I think about how both my mothers did so much for me to keep me happy. I'm sure they both are smiling down on me, with dad by their side. I remember how hysterical and funny my dad was. He always knew how to cheer a person up when they were feeling down. He somehow knew what to do when it came to brightening somebody's day, and he never judged a person about who they were, or how they looked. My biological mother was good at making people feel better about themselves when depressed so she had become a psychiatrist so she could help more people, and my other mother, was just a great person to be around.

I look back to Rose, and now I'm beaming with pride, smiling from ear to ear that she's still alive, well and breathing. I don't even want to imagine a world without her being in my life, because just saying it, bring me to depths of depression that I can't even explain. I lean over to rub her mane, and she looks at me, and slightly smiles, but doesn't say anything. I know she wants to say a lot, but she's to weak right now to even turn her head. Her mane is soft to the touch, and I run my fingers through it like a brush to undo any tangles in it. Then I get an idea to make this moment better. I take out my phone from my pants pocket, and almost dropping it like before, but I manage to keep it in my hand. I turn it on, and I enter the youtube app.

"What are you doing mom?"

"Showing you how much I love you."

"I already know you love me mom." She says, giving me a reassuring smile.

"I know, and that's why I'm doing this."

"O-okay."

I hold the button on the side of the phone to turn up the volume. Then I place it on the small table next to the bed. Then I get up, and I push the chair back to the wall. Then I gently pick Rose up, and I move to sit on the bed with her in my lap. Next, I grab my phone, and I put on this song:

Youtube Video

(If it says safety mode is on, then go to your youtube account, and scroll to the bottom of the page where you can turn it off)

I slightly rock Rose back and forth, as I softly sing along to the lyrics.

"You are my sunshine. My only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are grey. You'll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away. The other night dear. while I lay sleeping. I dreamed I held you in my arms. When I awoke dear, I was mistaken, so I hung my head and cried. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are grey. You'll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away. You are my sunshine. My only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are grey, You'll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away. Please don't take my sunshine away. Please don't take my sunshine away. Please don't take my sunshine away."

By the time I finish, Rose's eyes have begun to water, and I hug her close. She hugs back, and begins to cry, as she buries her face in my shirt, soaking it with tears. Her ears go flat against her head, and her tail wraps itself around her. I continue rocking her, and I continue to hum the song even though it's over. I rub her mane softly as I continue to rock. I thank whatever miracle came along, and saved her life from an untimely death. I have loved this little filly ever since she came into my life, and I always will because she is...

My only sunshine...

Home sweet home

"I love you too mommy." Rose weeps, as she wraps her forelegs around my waist.

"I know you do, and I love you as well." I smile down on the little child in my arms, hoping she'll live to lead a happy life. That's all I want for her is to be happy, and successful.

"Even though...I'm not human like you are?" She asks, turning her head to look up at me with pleading eyes.

"Of course I love you no matter what. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me." With a little chuckle, I nuzzle the tip of her snout, which causes her to giggle a little bit.

"Okay. I was just scared you didn't really like me since I'm a pony, and...stuff." With a sigh she looks down at herself, and she lays her head on my chest.

"Rose, You're my daughter. I'm supposed to love you no matter what, and nothing will ever change that okay?" I take my left hand, and I rub some of her mane out of her eyes.

"I wish I was human though."

"Awe, why do you say that?"

"I don't think this is a good different for me, or for anyone if they were in my situation." She takes a foreleg, and pushes her tail off of her stomach, where it drapes down, and onto my lap.

"Rosey, you know how many people want to say they are a one-of-a-kind, and be able to mean it?" I move to one side of the bed, and I lay against the back, and I move Rose to my side, and I cover us with the blanket.

With a shrug she says; "A lot, I guess."

"Well, they are all right, but you are special. "You." I say poking her chest with a finger so she knows I mean her. "You are special. You are really a one of a kind, and should embrace your difference as something good." I say softly, cuddling her close to me.

"Okay mommy." She smiles, and I see the light in her eyes return. Not glowing, but...you know what I mean!

I lay there for a while, holding my beautiful gift from heaven in my arms. Just seeing her face makes me happy, but seeing her happy makes me the happiest person in the world. When she laughs, I'm filled with so much joy, that I don't even know how to express it in words. I just feel so bad though, that I almost lost her, and I couldn't do anything about it. But since she's still breathing, and kicking, I'll be happy as long as I can see her smile. I will do anything to make her as happy as can be, and I will never do anything to hurt her. I rub her mane as usual as she continues to smile at me with a smile that makes me want to cry tears of joy. But soon the doctor walks back into the room.

"Miss Sarah."

"Yeah doc?"

"You two are free to go now."

"Okay." I reply getting up, and helping Rose out of the bed. "Thank you doc. I don't know how I would cope if I lost my beloved daughter soon after my mother." I say as I walk up to him with Rose by my side.

"Why do you keep saying that?" He asks, squinting his eyes, and folding his arms across his chest.

"Y-you want to run a DNA test of some sort to believe it?"

"I would, but that's not what you were here for."

"Then don't ask."

Rose walks besides me, and she hoists herself onto her hind legs, and puts her hoof in my hand. I grasp it as we walk out of the room. We step out into the hall, and on that same bench, sitting, are Sarah, and that little girl, who, when she notices, jumps to her feet squealing a bit, and running across the hall to hug Rose. Rose, let's go of my hand, and runs towards the girl as well, hugging her as they slam into each other. I look to Sarah, smiling, as she gives me that same look of disbelief. It's good to know my little girl has a good friend to call her own. After all, I don't want her to be all alone throughout her school life. I know that with her being a pony and all, that there's going to be some bullies, but if they even think of looking at Rose the wrong way...let's just say...it would be very bad.

"Seems as if Emily has found herself quite the friend huh?" I say to Sarah, with my arms across my chest.

"Yeah. Three things that really caught me off guard here." She replies quizzically.

"Like what?"

"Well, first off, a character from a little girls show, being real as the first thing. The second thing is that she's my daughters best friend I take it, and Emily told me something about her being your...daughter? Like biological?" She looks down at the two little girls, still hugging each other, and smiles on their faces.

"Yeah, she is. Long story though." I say with a slight chuckle after words.

"Please, do tell. I'm very intrigued by this whole situation here, and I'd like to find out more. I know I've heard rumors about her being real the past couple months, but never believed it, now I'm seeing her right here is person!" She exclaims, shrugging. "Did you...you know...and it..." She trails off.

"Oh no, I've never..." I lean over to her ear to whisper what I have t say next. "I've never had sex, rather would I do it with an animal." I say quietly, then I pull away.

"So, how did it happen then?" She asks, running a hand through her hair.

"How about we go to my place and talk instead of here in the middle of a hospital hallway?"

"Good idea." She replies.

"Do you have a car? It would be a burden to walk all the way there, and I don't think we'd all fit in one cab." I state sarcastically.

"Yeah, I have a Cadillac SUV out front, and yeah we would fit in a cab, but it would make no point to do so, since I have my own truck." Sarah replies, correcting me, with a smirk. I roll my eyes.

"Well let's go then!" I exclaim cheerfully.

"Wh-where are we going momma?" I hear a soft, voice say. I look down to see Rosey tugging at the base of my shirt.

"We're going home." I smile, and I scoop the little pony up, into my arms.

"Weeee!!" Rosey coo's, as I lift her up, a smile on her face, with her forelegs held into the air. She hold on to my neck, as I bring her to my chest. "I love you mommy!" She says happily, before planting a kiss on my cheek.

"I love you too my little Rosey." I reply softly, rubbing my nose on the tip of her muzzle, then kissing her on the forehead. She giggles cutely, and I pull some of her mane out of her eyes. Ugh that happens a lot. I'm gonna have to do something about it, cause I want to see her big, gorgeous eyes! If I wanted to see her mane, it will be there when I want to look at it.

Emily takes her mothers hand, and I look at Sarah, and she looks back, and gives a small nod. And with that, we begin walking through the big maze of rooms, and hallways, known as a hospital. At first we were like ,eh, then it got to be kinda like, where are we, and now it's, we're totally lost. We've been through many halls, and such, and have even ended up going through ones we've been through before, and now we just don't know where we are. Maybe it would have been a good idea if we paid attention to the signs spewed around the building to find our way out. I stop at the next intersection of hallways, and I looks to me left, then to my right. I see a glass door, and above it, I see that little white box, that says the word that I've been looking for, In a slight red glow. Exit. I jump for joy mentally, and I make little squeeing sounds, and Rose looks at me like "Dafuq kinda drugs you on?"

"Well fricking finally!" Sarah scoffs, and we make our way through the other passerby, and nurses, and such.

Now we're outside, wondering what of the many parking lots are we in? I watch Sarah, as she reaches into her pockets, and pulls out some sort of a small remote, and she presses a button, and not too far we hear a little "Beep beep!" to our left.

"This way!" She points, and begins walking again. I shake my head and I follow of course.

"Mommy?"

"Yeesss? Rose?"

"I'm feeling a little antsy right now..c-can I walk from here now?" She asks apologetically.

"Y-yeah sure." I carefully place Rose onto her hind legs on the ground, and I take a hold of her right fore hoof, and we resume walking.

"Thank you."

"Don't mention it." I reply, letting her hoof go, and I reach my arm around her and I pull her into me, and I use my other hand to scratch behind her right ear, and she lets out a soft pleasant moan, and leans into my hand. I pull away, shoicked by the reaction. It sounded kinda...nevermind!

"Why did you stop? It felt nice." She pouts, giving me a pouty face, once again, of course.

"S-sorry..." I reach out to scratch her ear again, but I hesitate for a second, then I resume scratching.

When we get to the truck I come to find it's one of those new Cadillac Escalades. I'm not really too fond of them, but the whine red color it has is just oh my god! IT's metallic too! How in the world did she afford a paint job like this? I feel as if they didn't make these in this color, let alone afford the truck itself! I shrug it off. At least we'll be riding in style! I pull open the rear, left side door, and Rose climbs in. I climb in after her, and I sit next to the door, and Rose sits on my lap. I'm about to protest against this, but it's just too cute! I buckle us in, and form there, Rose curls up, and lays down in my lap, and rests her head on her tail, and closes her eyes.

So much for antsy. I'm surprised her snout didn't elongate. Thank you Pinocchio! I put my arms around her to make sure she'll be safe while driving. Emily sits in the front seat, and since she's like only two and a half feet tall, she can't even see out of the window. We pull out of our parking spot, and once again, we find ourselves trying to find our way out. this time, out of the parking lot. After a few minutes, I suggest driving along the perimeter of the lot, and eventually we might find the exit. After another couple of minutes, my suggestion pays off, and we find an exit.

Never again, will I venture into that place. Who knows how many people might have gone in and never came back out. Who knows how many people may have gone in ad never came back out and died. Who knows how many people went in and never came back out and died, and became evil ghosts. I don't know, and I don't want to stay to find out, so thank god we're finally leaving. I was beginning to think we might have been stuck in there for the rest for our lives. Man how much that would have sucked. Those evil ghosts haunting you at night, and never taking a break to stop. The though of being struck in a haunted hospital is like one of my worst fears ever. Thank you "Ghost Adventures" T.V show for putting those images into my head. Well enough of that, and back to the real story mmkay? mmmkaaayy.

"Where do you guys live?" Sarah asks from the drivers seat.

Oh my god, I really need to stop being Miss Captain obvious. Anyway, I tell her, and she presses a few buttons on the dashboard, and repeats my address into a mic sort thingy of some...kind...yeah I don't know much about cars. I'm surprised I even knew the make and model of this truck even. After she says my address, a little gps I guess pops up on this small screen, showing an arrow, and a yellow line that goes in all sorts of directions, before eventually stopping at some point, which is what I assume my house to be. I really need to get a life. Like seriously. Like now. Like anytime soon is great. As long as it doesn't impact my time with Rose in any bad way, who is happily snoring away in my lap.

When we get to the house, I try to push open the door, turning the handle of course, omg i did it again. ANYWAY!!! I try to open the door, but to my demise, it stays shut. Gosh darn child locks, embarrassing as *bleep*!! I roll my eyes angrily, still trying to open the door, pulling the handle back and forth, as Sarah comes, and opens my door. When she sees Rose sleeping in my lap, she can't help but coo a bit. I smile back at her, as I get unbuckled, and I hold Rose in my arms in a way, so she can sleep peacefully. I slowly step out of the truck, and Rose snuggles her self into a more comfortable position in my arms, and let's out a cute little moan.

"She's so cute!" Sarah exclaims in a small whisper.

"I know." I reply, using my thumb to rub Rose's mane.

"I have to take a picture." Sarah says, pulling out her phone, and taking a few steps back, as Emily comes to my side, and smiles, to join in the picture. She has to set it to a flash since it's getting dark out now.

"How'd it turn out?" I ask, moving to her side to see, and she tilts her red HTC 1 to my direction. I just can't explain it. It's just so cute, like Sarah said. Rose lay with her head on my arm, curled up, her tail falling off of my right arm, just hanging there, her ears are bent forward a little, and her mouth makes that little 'O' shape, showing that she is snoring.

"I have no words mmkay? This is a keeper." She replies, turning her phone off, and putting it back into her pocket.

"But mom, I didn't get to see it!" Emily pouts.

"Oh, sorry hun!" She kneels down, and takes her phone out again for a few seconds to show her, and Emily coo's so fangirlishly.

"She's so adorable!" She exclaims.

"Okay I think we get she's the cutest thing in the world already." I snap sarcastically.

"Yeah, yeah." Sarah replies, with a shake of her head.

"Well let's go inside, and we I can tell you anything you want to know."

I say politely, walking up the porch steps, and I hold open the door for Sarah and Emily. They enter without hesitation, and somehow, Emily knew just where to light switch for the living room was. I want to ask, but it beats having to search for it myself since I always forget where it is. Like how do you forget something like that? I mean seriously? Just how? Moving on! They take a seat on the couch, and I sit in the small rocking chair. I take in a deep breath as I try to recall as much as I can so I can tell my year and a half story to my new friends. Okay that sounded just a bit weird, but who cares? I don't!The single light on the ceiling above, flickers a bit, due to the fact the bulb is getting old, and I've been to lazy to change it, and the shadows dance on the walls and floors due to it. I close my eyes,as the memories all flow back into my brain, and I take it all in, from the bad to the good, from beginning to end.

Here we go...

Dreamscape

After, they had left, me and Rosey sit there in silence, trying to comprehend what had just happened. Rose's friend had talked about how Rose Luck is really a character from a cartoon known as My Little Pony Friendship is Magic. Of course I didnt believe it because my daughter came to me through a wish I had made. But, sure enough, she gave us proof where she was really from.

It gets me wondering of my wish reversed her age, erased her memories, and replaced them with new ones, where she thought she was my daughter. I still dont believe it. Rose is MY daughter, she cant be from this place called Equestria! Its not possible! At the same time it makes sense, but then again, it doesnt. To believe my daughter is from another world is not compatible with my thinking!

But, what if it is true? Did she have a life I possible ruined with my wish? Was she happy with that life? What if my wish screwed up a wbole slue of things? I wouldnt be able to live with it. Seeing this pony and saying shes got my blood in her veins, but being wrong the whole time! Or maybe it duplicated that Rose luck, and the second one was brought to me, then I dont have to worry about a thing!

The worst part about the situation, is that Rose doubts shes my daughter. I tell her I love her I try to hold her...nlw im afraid of losing her. She is the onlg good thing left in my life. If I lose her...you know im actually not gonna think about that. Nope. She just wont listen to me.

"Rose, come on, please! I just wanna-" i begin to say

"No!" She snaps.

"Look, hun, I know you're confused, and trust me, I am too...please, Rose. I love you. Very very much."

"I...I..." She bevins to stammer but doesnt say anything.

"I just wanna hold you close like I've always done. You are my daughter, no matter what, and as your mother, its my job to love and care for you."

She turns her head back to look at me, tears dripping down her face.

"Do...do you really mean that?" She stares deep into my eyes, searching for any signs that I may be lying.

"Im your mother, of course I mean it. Now come here."

I watch her as tears continue to stream down her cheeks. She gets up from the couch on the other side of the room, and climbs into my lap.

"No matter what you'll always be my little girl." I give her a sweet smile as i begin to pet her mane. She looks back up at me with bittersweet eyes, and a sincere smile. "Even if by some slight chance you arent my daughter, I will still treat you as if you were. I love you very...very much, Rose, I would do anything to make sure we're together."

Soon I come to find its my turn to cry as tears begin streaming down my cheeks.

"You are the only thing I have left, Rose. I dont wanna lose you."

"I love you too mommy!" She cries into my chest as I hold her close.

"Now how about something to eat, cause im starving."

"Okay, mom."

I head into the kitchen with Rose in my arms. She sighs happily as she nuzzles my cheek, and hugging me around my neck.

I scan what possible food there is to eat inside the fridge, mostly herbs and salads and such. After Rosey csme into the picture, I had to adjust to being a vegetarian. It was very hard saying good bye to bacon for me. What with Rose being an herbivore I cant bring myself to let a morsel of meat into this house. Although I still eat imitated stuff. Like beef jerky. I was told that stuff is fake.

Anyway, after another five mintues of searching I find a bowl of spaghetti with tinfoil over the top at the hack of the bottom shelf. This just happens to be the last thing mom had made. With a sigh, I pull the large blue bowl out of the fridge and place it on the counter. I set Rose down next to the bowl, and head to a cupboard on the other side of the kitchen for some plates.

Im a bit too short to reach, but who says I can climb on top of the stove? I let out a low grunt as I reach for my target. With ease, I grab two plain white plates, and head back over to Rose.

"Mommy?"

"Yes, Rosey?"

"Im...Im sorry for doubting you as my mother. You must be really mad at me." She gives out a saddened sigh, as she gazes down at the floor.

"Oh, no sweetheart, I cant be mad at you." I lift her chin up with my hand, and stroke uer mane a little. "Why would you think that Im mad?"

"I dunno."

"Exactly. Now lets eat."

I serve us both a fair amount of noodles and sauce, and we head into the dinning room.

"I wish there were other ponies like me here. It sucks being the only one."

"Hey, chin up! We just got you home from the hospital, now lets try to be happy, okay?" I ask concerned, Taking a bite out of my spaghetti.

"I dont know, mom. I dont know what to believe."

"Believe what Rose?"

"I dont know. What if I really am just...a cartoon?" Rose asks, about to take a bite of her spaghetti, before sighing and placing her fork back down. "How do I even exist, then?"

"Rose, I wish I could tell you, but Im just so confused as of right now."

"You're telling me." She chuckles a bit as she begins eating.

Thr rest of supper goes eithout a word said. Just awkwardly exchanged glances between eachother amd our food. Just a sigh every now and again were the only sounds to be heard under the dim light. I just wish I could answer all her qeustions and her problems be water under the bridge, and things go back to normal. I want whats best for Rose, but right now, I dont know what is best.

Ahh ha ha ha ha hahaaaa!!

I jump at the sudden laughter, looking around aimlessly to try and find its source. At the same moment, everything in the house begins to shake and rattle at a violents rate, ending up with me fling to my butt. Rose doesnt hesistate to run to me for protection. I take her in my arms, holding her close. Brcause whatever is going on, I will protect my daughter. I watch as a swirl of grey smoke appears in the middle of the room, and a sudden white flash blinds the both of us.

"Whoever you are, just go away and leave us alone!" I cry out, holding Rose closer to my chest.

"M-Mommy...Im scared..."

"Its gonna be okay, Rose." I fumble around, trying to find her head. When I do, I stroke her mane to try and comfort her.

After a few more seconds, the flash dissapates, and in the niddle of the room, as the smoke clears, a tall...being stands. My fear goes down the drain at the sight of whatever this thing is...it looks like a mesh of several different animals put together. A snake body, a dragons tail, a donkey leg and a horse leg. And a lions arm and paw, and a birds arm with talons for finger. And its head... I dont even knkw what its head is. It stands there smirking for a few seconds.

"Well...what do we have here? A littlemommy daughter bonding time? Well isnt that just cute?" The creature says, making quotations with his finger when he said mommy daughter bonding time.

"What do you want from us? Why are you here?" I aske sternly, placing Rise on the ground behind me, as I stand up.

"Oohh, just a little fun is all." I tilt my head that some creature that was mostly an experiment gone wrong in my house, asking for fun.

He snaps his lions fingers which really confuses me. How do you snap with all that lions fur on them? But, what catches me off gaurd is the Rose suddenly appears in his arms. I gasp as she tries to swuirm to get free.

"Now, now little Rose Luck, dont fret, all is well, I assure you." With that said, I see these purple, magical restraints keep Rose still as he begins to pet her along her back like a cat.

"Enough, you're scaring her!" I lunger at the two, tryingbto get my daughter back, but he and Rose suddenly turn transparent, and I went right through them! Which causes me to fall flat on the floor. Now my fear is gone. Just doesnt exist. Just pure rage now.

"I said give my daughter back!" I go to lunge at them again, but the creature move to the side, but thanks to my brains three times faster than the average humans proccessing speed I caught what he was doing. I stop, and turn, then deliver a successful upper cut to his jaw, causing him to stumble backwards.

"How rude! Punch your guest in the face when all he wants is fun. And is that whats going on here? You seriouslg think this little...pony is your daughter?"

"Its because she is my daughter!" Rose continues to fight and squirm, but gets nowhere. I can tell shes screaming for me to help, but her mouth is covered.

"Speaking of rude...I never introduced myself. I am known as Discord, god of chaos! And you are?"

"Sarah, now give me back my daughter!! You freak!!" I snap at him, and raise a fist as if to hit him again.

"You really think you're going to get far with that? It took the six most powerful magical forces to stop me, and you think just punching is going to do the trick? Those blasted ponies force me to be good. But good isnt in my nature, hence the name god of chaos!"

Wigh a sigh, I lower my hand in defeat. He was right. I cant do anything. I cant save my own daughter from this.

"Back to the whole daughter thing. What makes you think she is. Shes not your species, shes not from this world, you never did anybody to have a child. What ever gave you that thought?"

"She came to me through a wish I made over a year ago."

"Well, you should be thanking me. I made that wish come true."

I let out a surprised gasp that this thing gave me Rose, and now he's most likely going to take her.

"I simply erased her current mind, and reversed her age and sent her here, with new knowledge that you were her birth mother, which is anything but true."

"NO!! YOU'RE LYING!!" I shout, as a tear falls from my eye, slowly sliding down my cheek.

"My dear, what I tell you is the truth. I am sorry to do this, and thats a lot coming from me. I was ordered by Celestia to come and retrieve her since this is not where she belongs. Although, seeing your torment has been quite pleasurable, because again, chaos is in my nature."

"You monster!"

"If Celestia hadnt found out ehat I had done, this woukdnt be happening, so if anybody, be mad at her. But I really must be going, now. Celestia can be a real pain in ghe neck when shes pissed. Ta ta!"

I watch as a white light slowlg envelopes Rose and Discord. Im assuming hes taking her to his world. But Im going with! I reach my hand out and grab Discords right leg and thatvsame magic surrounds me, and with a flash...we are gone.

When the light clears again, all I can see is a white mist surrounding me, and seens to never end in any direction. I come to find myself laying on the ground.

"H-hello" I call out, my voice echoing through the void. "Anybody there?" Still, no response.

I try to get up, but my limbs wont cooperate. They move, but not how I want them to. I sit up from my lying position, and come to see a shocking discovery.

I gasp as I see two purple furry legs stick out of me, and two purple arms as well. They all join together with my abdomen which is also purple with fur. Between my legs, I see a purple tail, with a pink highlight on each side. My feet and hands have been replaced with hooves. I feel about my face to see that I have a muzzle, and my ears have moved to the top of my head, and are now pointed. Im a...

Im a pony.

But why?

It doesnt matter anyway. I nust wanna find Rose, and get out of here. I stand up on all fours, since ponies are quadruped. Guess I will have to learn on my own to walk before I get anywhere. I slowly place a fofeleg out in front of me, then the other, then the hind legs. Well at least until I fell over to my side with a thud.

Well this is just peachy. I've lost everything I had. My parents. My second mom. My boyfriend, now my daughter, and now my humanity and I have to idea where I am.

Several un answered questions flow through my head, as I continue trying to walk with several more falls. Right now, I dont care about anything. I just want my daughter back.

After about ten minutes I am guessing, I can finally walk without flaw. Or would it be trotting? Its kind of fun actually, to trot. I giggle a little as I pick up my pace. At least I have something to lift my sour spirit. After a while of just trotting around randomly, with only the sounds of my breathing and my hooves clip clopping on the ground to be heard.

"Hello? Anybody out there? I need help!"

Suddenly, I hear a popping sound cone from behind me.

"Ah, there you are!" Said a deep regal womans voice.

I spin around to see a tall blue horse with a horn and wings! What is she? A pegacorn? Or a unicasus? Bah, it doesnt matter!

Her sky blue eyes, and sincere smile shows me this one might not be a threat.

"It was hard to find you, since you have no magic in you at all. That with being from another world which doesnt have magic."

"Yeah...you see this thing named Discord to my daughter, and I caught him before he disappeared, and I wound up here, and There is nothing but this mist everywhere."

"We are in my dream scape. This is the realm I come to when I visit the dreans of others. See?" Her horn lights up a dark blue color, and a hole opens up in the mist. In that hole, I see me..the pony version of me in what looks like a hospital bed, with other ponies who seem to be doctors looking me over.

"So, Im sleeping right now?

"I would rather choose the word unconscious. When you followed Discord, he hadnt aquired to use enough magic to get you here, but luckily it was just enough to pull you through. It made you blackout. So I brought you here. You are really lucky to have survived." She says camly, nodding her head at me.

"But why did I get turned into a pony?"

"It was just lime when my sisters student, Twilight sparkle, went to a human workd that was parallel to mine, she was transformed into a human. When she came back she turned back into a pony. So, when you came through, you were transforned into what you are now."

"Okay. If I go back I should change back into a human, right"

"Precisely. Oh, and by the way, my name is Princess Luna."

I gasp when she says princess, and I immediately bow.

"Oh, you dont have to be so formal."

"Alright." I said, standing hack up.

"Now, about Rose Luck..."

"Yeah, shes not really my daughter." I sigh with a sniff.

"During the four hours that you have been unconscious, I took care of Discord. If Celestia hadnt disabled the majority of his magical capabilities, I wouldnt have beaten him. I have him restrained in tartarus for what he did. He will be there for a long time. And Rose, she misses you a lot. Shes standing right outside your hospital room right now. Its visiting time soon. I would assume you want to see her."

"Yes, your majesty."

"Very well."

"Thank you Luna!" I hug her tight around the neck, her fur is soft against me.

"Just doing whats right. Now, time to wake up." Her horn glows, and everything around me fades away.

I awaken with a jolt, sitting up in an instant, the doctors whom sorround me gasp in surprise.

"What in Equestria? We weren't expecting you to be awake for another three hours!" Said a tan one with a brown mane and tail, in a white coat.

"My thanks to Princess Luna, then."

They gasp again, the tan one getting closer.

"Yeah...She woke me up cause she said its visiting time soon, and Im expecting someone."

"Ah, yes that small filly just outside. We pretty much just finished up checking your vitals, so theres no harm in letting her in a bit early."

"Thanks doc!"

He gives a smile as he and two mares leave the room, and Rose enters. God I feel lime a fricking train wreck!!

"Mom?" Rose says as she steps inside.

"Hi hunny." I respond calmly. She sees me and like the doctors she kets out a gasp of surprise.

"You're a pony, mom!"

"Yes, I know, now come here, so I can hold you."

She smiles and jumps onto the bed, and lays by my side. I smile as well, wrapping my forelegs around her, and holding her close.

"I was worried, mommy!" She sighs sadly, as she begins to cry into my chest.

"I know, but mommy is here now. Im fine, hunny, Im just so happy you're safe." I kiss her on the head, and begin petting her back.

"I love you mommy! They may say you're nog my real mom, but you are to me."

"I know, and I love you as well."

The Whole Truth

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Escape

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