A Scarred Past

"My name is pinkie pie." I said. "Why are you in the corner?"

"You're a stranger," she replied" I'm not allowed to talk to strangers."

"But if you can't talk to strangers then how do you meet new people?" I try to explain.

"I have my animal friends I don't need to meet new people." She replied.

"Oh, can we be friends though" I ask.

"I'm sorry but I don't know you at all maybe if we knew eachother more but we can't talk until later." She replied skeptical.

"How long later?" I really wanted to know.

"When we're a lot older and I can trust you better." My heart sunk and my main deflated.

"Oh ok well I'll just to then" I walk out the door and mindlessly walk and walk and walk and walk.

A/N sorry it's so short but my eye hurts and I'm exhausted