Seeing Things
Schizophrenia: A sickness that can causes hollusnations, mental breakdowns, or both
Hello, my name is Marble Stone, I was born in Manehatten, and my parents are Pumis and Lime Stone. We were like the Pies, which is Rock Farming, but business was slow and I was getting to be that age where I had to move out. But thats not where it started, it started when I was only ten years old, I was harvesting the granit when I thought I saw a shadow move next to me when I look though nothing or no one was there. I said it was my eyes playing tricks on me, which I was only one tenth right when I said it.
It was 3 o'clock in the morning when I saw a light outside, at first glance I thought it was Celestia's sun poking out of the sky but then it got closer and I fell out of my bed calling out to Mom and Dad, when they came running in and turned on the light, the strange orb of light dissipated. I looked at Dad and Mom with tears in my eyes grabbed both and hugged them tight and told them what happened. To be honest I thought they would laugh and scold me but that wasn't the case. They looked and nodded after what I said to them. Dad had a tear in his eye He said to me that I had a mental break, I asked him what it meant but he didn't want to get into any details. He looked at Mom and she started crying, she took me back to my bed and put me back to sleep, and from that day on...I have been seeing things all over the land.
Two years later, I sat outside talking to what looks myself but really to my illusions that my mind made for me...sorta. I was talking to a green pony that went by the name of...I believe it was Envy? But he was taunting me with cake, then the red one stepped in. He was big and I guess you can say big boned. He came up behind E, as I like to call him, and took the cake right out of his hooves. Gula was big and now that I look back he was more yellow than red. E was yelling at Gula who defended himself say that E asked if he wanted cake. Those two never get along, no matter how often I try to stop them.
When those two argue he comes out and breaks it up by joining in, he had many names, Anger, Hatred, but the one he went by most was Wrath. He was my best friend and I guess you can call him the leader of the group. He loves it when I crack a joke and he normally doesn't laugh in front of the others. Then there's her, the more or less hussy of the group she only makes herself visible to the charming ponies that cross her path. Her name is the tainted version of love, Lust. She adores me and says that I should drink lots of milk, I told her that I might be a girl, but I'm not gonna be like her. Then there's Miss Sleepyhead, otherwise known as Sloth. All she does is sleep all day and when she's awake its only for a few seconds.
Pride acts leader, either when Wrath is absent or she feels like it. She's always talking about how pretty she is and it gets on everyponies nerves. If I could I would give her a piece of mind! Then there's the last one I don't know what gender so I say 'He'. He's pretty quiet, more quieter than Sloth, me and the others have referred to him as the 'Bit Monster', and his real name is Greed. At one point he wrote some thing down and it said 'Call me Avarice instead.' but I didn't at the time know how to say it. We all got along with each other, then my cutie mark appeared. It was five pointed star with the a seven inside. I had no idea what it meant, but the others where jumping up and down to see it. They said it was extremely rare, now I thought all cutie marks where rare, one of a kind, but they said it was more rare than one of a kind, they said it was time to go in the room with white walls.
Five years have past since I was put in the room, its too white on my opinion, but the ponies there don't really seem to care all that much. There's a jacket on me, and its like a dirty white, its differences with my oak brown coat is really noticeable. I can only hear two things my breathing and my friends all around. With in the five years I made four more friends, I don't know their names anymore put they were big like horses not ponies. I remember one had flames on its body, but it looked like the flames were once higher and brighter than what they are now. The other horses had different features too, one looked like it was starved to the bone, one had smoke coming from his mouth that made me gag, the last one was special to me for one reason, he had no eyes, no ears, and teeth was missing from his mouth, and his belly was cut open showing every little detail that he had inside of him. I loved him but he didn't love me back but I didn't mind.
My last year in the white room I had a visitor, she looked so sad and lonely the others said to stay away from her, but I did not listen. The reason why I didn't listen was because of her mark, a pink star with six points but no number. I looked at it for what seemed like eternity than when I told the others about it but they where in the corner crying saying goodbye to each other. I saw this and turned back to her and ran to the corner where they were sitting. The last thing I saw before I blacked out was Wrath holding on to me and singing in my ear. I woke and looked around for them but they were gone only a note was left on the floor of the white room I picked it up and read it.
Hello Marble,
If you get this then we are gone from your head we loved the time we had together. We wished we could spend more time with you and we wanted to say goodbye.
Love,
Wrath
A single tear fell from my eye, and from that day on...I could no longer say 'Hello' to my friends.
Based Off
This story was based off the song "Abracadavre" By Elena Siegman you can look it up or read the lyrics
Abracadavre
I can fly like a bird not in the sky,
Which can always swim and always dry,
I say goodbye at night and morning Hi,
I'm part of you what am I?
I follow and lead as you pass,
Dress yourself in black my darkness lasts,
I flee the light, but without the sun,
your view of me would be gone.
I, can see the damage that
I, am causing you so benigh,
You want me to be gone,
But I have just begun!
I am the only one "undone!"
I'm a broken miracle now! (in your head)
I don't feel
like I am real
but I know
is all imaginary.
Are they real?
And do they feel?
Is all the pain, just inside my head?
I am what men love more than life,
fear more than death or mortal strife.
What dead men have and rich require,
I'm what contented men desire.
You, want me to be gone,
But I have just begun!
You will never know how far I've come!
What goes up must never come back down! (in your head)
It's all inside my head,
It's just inside my, it's all inside my, they're all inside my,
I see them always but they're all inside my head.
All inside my head, they're all inside my head.
It's killing me to see I'm killing you.
Death is magic say,
Abracadavre now,
You see me now you...
don't cry when I am gone
These shackles they come,
with certain opportunities
They wont let me get away,
but they show me we're the same.
We're the same, we're the same
They show me that we are the same
I can't give in
I wont give in
Its not state of mind
I'm wretched but I'm powerful!
