Farewell Scroll
Your Prince
Mom. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for having to do this. You always told me not to put too much thought in sharing my feelings, so I'm writing this to you as the thoughts flow through my head.
Mom. I want to thank you for everything you have done for me. I'm so glad you were there everyday I came home from school. I'm glad you were there to give me hugs when I needed it the most. I'm happy that you were there when I needed some pony to talk to.
School wasn't always easy. I think it was because of how much I missed my brother and dad. I'm sorry they weren't here to take care of me. I'm sorry you had to raise me all by yourself. How much you cared for me. How much you loved me despite how unhappy I was with my work.
You may not have known this, but school was a lot harder than you may have realized. I know you always liked the A's I brought home on my report card, but no pony really appreciated my work. They called me names like 'blank flank' and 'failure' to my face. Some days I just stared at the wall, hoping it would all go away.
I really did wish dad was here. Maybe he would have helped me figure things out. I'm not saying you were a bad parent. I loved you with my whole heart. I just wanted things to be normal. I just wanted things to get better. Instead, I have to write this letter out to you because I have to do this alone. I would never be able to say these things to your face. It would break my heart.
I can't do this with you in the room. I had to do this before you came home. I left you a cupcake on the kitchen table. Strawberry is your favorite still, right? I know it's mine. I always loved it when you made a cupcake and put it on the kitchen table before I got home from school. It was the one thing I looked forward to. That and the hugs. I can't forget them.
I have to search out myself. I have to do this alone. Why did Discord have to do that to you? Why couldn't I have at least did something. I know the Elements of Harmony made things right, but it still plagues me to this day. I just stood there, watching it happen. I couldn't do anything. I didn't say a word.
I'm leaving. I bought a small wagon in town and gathered what I could. I figured I would have a lot of time where I'm going, so I'm taking my favorite books. Not all of them. I wanted to have room for my grandmother's quilt. We rarely got to see her you know? Maybe I'll go visit her in Las Pegasus one day. Or maybe I should go visit my uncle in Fillydelphia. No, I gotta' go someplace to think about these things. Some place quiet.
Where am I going? I don't know. I figured I would let the wind take me to a spot some place north. Maybe I'll find a good place to stay in the forest. I'll be ok. I have my trusty tool kit. I know I only took that woodshop class one time, but I did learn a thing or two about carving. Remember that bird house? You were so proud of it.
Don't you worry about me, Mom. I'll come back. I promise. Just keep my room nice and tidy like you always do. It shouldn't take me long. Maybe a month or two. I just want to see how it feels like and say that I did something with my life. I wanted to experience what it is like to live on your own, to be independent.
Don't cry. I'll figure things out soon enough. Maybe I'll even be tough enough to be like Twilight Sparkle. Remember how tough she was when Nightmare Moon arrived during the Summer Sun Celebration? Or maybe I'll become a prince. Why would I even say that? I'll always be your little prince. Your little cupcake. Your sunshine. Your ace in the hole.
So please take care of things and when you hear the wind chimes or the sand drop in the golden hourglass dad made me when I was young, think of me and how proud I finally had the courage to do something all on my own. Love me for who I am and what I did, not what other ponies may have told you. Maybe I'll even write a book about my adventure. Who knows?
I guess now is a good time as any to tell you about what I did in my room with my door closed last couple months. Remember how upset you were? Well, I didn't want you to see what I was doing. I was writing a memoir, a notation, a dream diary filled with my life long goals. My teachers always told me to write out my goals, but my only real goal was to spend the rest of my life with you. Then when I finished school, you stopped supporting me. You didn't think I would make it this far. You didn't want me to leave, but you wanted me to be happy.
Anyways during the night, I looked up at the moon and wondered if there was more out there. I never really had any friends and never could leave by myself. We only went to Ponyville a couple times and I was always happy to go on adventure like that with you. But I wanted to go out and make friends and do stuff. I don't know what exactly, but I couldn't just sit around the house all day and do nothing. I didn't even have a job. There was nothing to do in the middle of nowhere.
So please, let me go. Don't come looking me like last time. I'm really doing this. I just have to. I'll figure things out, promise. And when I do, I'll come back and I'll be the stallion you always wanted me to become.
