My Little Woona.

by Faint Abril Darkness

First published

This is probably going to be a One-Shot, maybe having a conclusion later. Anyways, to the story!

My life…How can I describe my life?
My life is a living hell.
My parents are dead, my family and friends are gone. They moved away, breaking their promises to me. The only thing I have left are my measly little joke of a job, and Ponies. I am a proud Brony, and watch it all I can. (Best pony is Luna, by the way.) My neighborhood is crap, considering nobody even cares around here. Ever since the government wanted this neighborhood, everybody had moved out. They left everything. Trash is everywhere, and so are abandoned homes.
It was a beautiful night. Nothing was stirring, except for the small creatures when I found her. She was in a bush, in front of a house, sleeping. I picked her up in my arms, and headed for home…