Second chances

by Applespikefan85

Rating: teen
Tags: Slice of Life, Sad, Drama, Romance
Length: 417

Miss harsh whinny recalls a lost love

on hearth warming eve an old love shows up at miss harsh whinny's door.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-01-29 12:47:56 UTC

Second chances

SECOND CHANCES

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A Ms.Harshwinny/MR. Filthy rich STORY

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Ms. harshwhinny was a strict and professional mare. since she graduated from her school she found herself in higher places. a job that paid extremely well. yet she never had time to take on vacation. while some mares live a life of ease, she lived a life of hard work. she never had a life outside of her work, and because of this she became a bit bitter. since day one she has never had fun or lived what other mares got to experienced. oh, but she did a boyfriend, but because of his childish antics and hobbies she couldn't stand it and dumped the poor lad. she felt she had no time for love. the concept was laughable. but there was a time when she did love that stallion, and tried as he might he did do his best to make her happy. but as she broke up with him, she was, well, harsh. spewing word after heartbreaking word. he cried, and begged, trying to remind her of his love for only her. reminding her of how he would never cheat, he was always been a good coltfriend. but alas, she ignored him and their road of love stopped to a tragic end. they were no more.

present day: ms. harshwhinny sat on her leather chair. and let out a heavy sigh. a glass of brandy beside her. her blue tired eyes staring at the fireplace. the scene replayed in her head. over and over. the regret she has felt recently. she let go of the only pony that made life less stressful. and now he was gone, because of her. because she allowed her heart to harden. "i'm such a fool" she downed the drink, turning her head to a small heartwarming tree she decorated. it being a week away of the holiday. she sighed.  "why do i even bother?"  she set her glass down and walked up to the window looking out from the snowy scenery. it was rather beautiful, but it only reminded her of her harsh childhood,

her parents were...strict. and expected highly of her. since she was was 10 they ragged her on and on about having an important job. that work made the world go round. she was raised to believe that work was most important. any short cuts was to be looked down.

but even after this, it wasn't enough. to make matters worse her younger brother was most