Invisible Earth Pony: I'm Living A Lie

“Oh little Apple Blossom, ain’t you hungry for some homemade apple pie,” Applebloom heard a soothing voice say. It appeared she was in a kitchen but everything was blurry and it was clear that she was in a high chair. A spoon filled with a scoop of apple pie was pushed into her mouth.

Applebloom swallowed it after briefly chewing. A loud bark interrupted her peaceful bliss, she looked down to a white and brown dog, it yapped cheerfully at her.

Applebloom awoke from her daydream, she was being led back home. The cart was pulled into the yard. And she was taken to her room. Applebloom kept her eyes on the floor.

“So what did you find at school,” Gemstone spat.

“I found...no sorry, I saw my face on the carton sayin’ that I was missing,” Applebloom admitted sadly. “I read it and it was saying I was kidnapped from some place in Ponyville.”

“And what did you do with that carton,” Apple Stone asked.

“I cut off the information but the teacher caught me with it and threw it away,” Applebloom heard her ‘parents’ sigh with relief.
“So do you remember what it said,” Gemstone asked.

Applebloom realized it was in her best interest to say no. “I’m sorry, I don’t remember.”

“We aren’t taking you to that school anymore, you are to stay in your room until we find another school for you.” Stone explained, they then walked out of her room.

Applebloom sighed. But then a thought entered her mind. “If I can find a pencil by thinkin’ about it. Could I find that milk carton again?” She closed her eyes. Thinking of the milk carton in detail. The neat and thin black font. The happy smile of her younger self.

Suddenly, the carton was in her hooves. Applebloom gasped she had done it. She created the milk carton in her hooves. She examined the back, she read the writing again, thinking about who Apple Blossom was.

Was it her twin sister that got taken from her? She knew about ponies, Twins, who ended up with different parents. She also heard of parents who get divorced and take the child without telling the other one. So was it the latter or the former?

Applebloom grunted and made to stomp the box but it disappeared. Just popped out existence. Did she make it go away as well? Applebloom decided to do it again. She made a sparkly pencil and wrote her name on a piece of paper.
She waited five minutes and the pencil disappeared, the writing on the paper disappeared too. Applebloom smirked, she made a tall dollhouse, countless dolls, the works. But after five minutes of playing with them. They were all gone.

What was the point of this new power? She could make this best clothes, the best food, the best houses, but they’d all be gone in five short minutes.

Applebloom chewed her lip. This power didn’t seem to have any benefit. She paused, suddenly remembering a memory she had. Somepony was feeding her apple pie. She could feel the taste on her tongue.

“APPLEBLOOM GET DOWN FOR DINNER!” The butler called, his shift was over so he stopped by her room. Applebloom paused, a wicked smirk played her face. She peeked out her room to see the butler walk away. She created a puddle of soapy water causing the butler to slide.

“Woah, woah, woah…” Butler shouted. Applebloom made transformed the ground into trampolines. The butler was bounced around. Applebloom giggled, she heard her father call for her again. Quickly, she made everything disappear and hurried out, laughing at the fallen butler.