Starting over

It was a cold and dreary Sunday afternoon in Ponyville. The sun was just starting to set, and ponies were all at home, with their families sitting down to eat dinner. All but one. A lone pegasi filly walked the long dirt path back to the place she called home, a small club house in the orchards of Sweet Apple Acres. It wasn’t much, but at least it was a safe place she could lay her head at night. It isn't insulated and it doesn’t have any actual glass windows, but still it was better than a cardboard box on the street. Today this filly is feeling terrible, her friends were with their families in other parts of equestria, she had no food, and worst of all the local bullies decided to make her life extremely miserable today.

“Stupid Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, making fun of me because I don’t have a cutie mark and that I can’t fly.”

The filly says to herself as she trots up the stairs into the club house. As soon as she passes through the threshold of the door, however, she collapses onto her bed and starts crying.

“Why do they have to be so mean to me? Why can’t they just leave me alone? Maybe their right and I am just a worthless chicken. I hate my life. I hate it so much I just want    to.  End it.”

The thought comes to her and snaps her out of her tantrum.

“Why don’t I just end it? Nopony’ll miss me if I’m gone. What would they care. If I actually did matter then I wouldn’t be here right now debating this whole topic. UGGGHH!”

She says to herself frustrated. After a moment and having cleared her mind of her previous anger she makes up her mind and pulls a piece of paper and a quill out from her pack and begins to write.

Dear everypony I have ever known,

When you get this, you’ll be to late to stop me from carrying out my plan. My life has been nothing but pain and sadness, and tonight I want it to end. I’ll show you what I can do! I will fly! I’ll fly or die trying! All of you will know soon if I succeed tonight Because If I don’t the morticians will be carrying my body out of ghastly gorge tomorrow morning. If I don’t then all I can say is, I’m sorry. I’m sorry I couldn't be a better pony. I’m sorry I couldn’t be a better friend. And I’m sorry I couldn't be a better sister. Goodbye everypony, I hope you’ll remember me.

Sincerely,

Your Friend and family,

Scootaloo.

She ends the letter and folds it up writing

To: Rainbow Dash, Sweetie Bell, and Apple Bloom

Putting it on the table in the clubhouse before walking out and towards the forest. Knowing full well what she was doing, she stepped over the barrier that had been put in front of Ghastly Gorge. As she got closer and closer to the edge of the chasm, she felt more and more confident about what she was doing was right.

“I’m just a burden to everypony else, so why should I be here. I’m holding them all back from what they could be. It’s time to end the story that is my life.

As she reaches the ledge, she spreads her wings as if to soar high in the sky. And then she jumps.

“This must be what it feels like to fly!”

She thinks

“It’s too bad that this feeling has to leave as soon as it came.”

As she continues to plummet to the ground, faster and faster. She closes her eyes and waits for impact with the cold, hard earth. But it never comes. Instead she hears a voice.

“I got you. Don’t worry.”