I lay awake in my bed. It’s 3 am and I can’t sleep no matter how much I try. And trust me, I’ve been trying since 11 o’clock. Nothing is working, maybe some warm milk can help.
I roll myself out of bed, trying to stand up to only fall to my face. Why can’t I do anything right? I look pitiful. I’m here complaining about my problems, while crying on the floor, despite people having rougher lives than me.
I’m tired…
My body shivered. I felt like I was stuck in a cold oblivion, everything around me froze. The cold pierced through me like a lance and it crushed my body, slowly turning me into a glacier.
I’m alone…
I was curled in my own sadness. The ball of complex emotions and bitterness are in a freezing plane of existence, that ball is me. Every day, I come to school I’m always perceived as being a happy, over-worked, jokester. Yet, they don’t know how emotionally fragile I am. One touch, and there’s my depression.
Why do I hide it?...
Awful thoughts surround my fractured psyche. Why can’t I be happy? Is it so hard to appreciate the little things in life? I began to feel my lungs crystallize, my breathing becoming faster, and faster. I can’t control myself.
I want this to be over. I don’t want to suffer, no one would care. If I left this saddening planet tonight, no one would falter. But should I give up? Would if I live, I wouldn’t hurt my family and/or friends. Jeez, I’m really selfish.
I’m freezing up…
My eyes are closed, still crying my little heart out. I can’t get the tears to stop, they’re like an eruption, never-ending. I try to get up, but my cold body fell once more. I’m crying on my bedroom floor, laying around doing nothing. What am I doing?
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I muster up the power to open my eyes. I can’t see anything besides the icy ground and snow falling in my hair. What’s going on? Did I end up killing myself, and this is the afterlife? I don’t know what to think anymore…
Help her…
I starting walking. I stumbled around like a baby trying to walk, but I was trying my hardest. The snow had blocked off my field of vision, I can’t see a darn thing. If I’m getting out of here, I need to keep my chin up. Who knows what realm I could be on… Certainly not Earth. The snowflakes had rushed to my noggin, causing them to be tangled in the roots of my hair. The flakes passed, whispering and echoing throughout the realm.
It didn’t matter how much I walked, I was in the same spot I started in. This is an infinite hallway with no escape… Seems familiar. My body chilled, frostbite had bitten on my body. I can’t feel my feet, arms, and head. My nightgown was the only thing keeping me from freezing to death, which I’m thankful for.
Stop trying…
I stood at the snowy cloud, tears appearing in the corner of my eyes. Why am I stuck here? Why can’t just go home and wallow in my own sadness? Why? Why anything? Questions appearing in and out of my mind, yet nothing changes around me. The same icy prison, the same sad human. I’m the ice’s prisoner, I’m it’s plaything. I’m just a sad sack of flesh.
Give up…
I’m done… I finally let the tears flow from my eyes. I fall on the frozen ground, tears going down harder. I’m really going to die here, huh. I get transported to a different realm, only to die from hypothermia. It’s funny when you think about it, I really am pathetic.
“Child! Let me help you!” The voice rung out. The words lingering through the entire dimension.
“Leave me alone!” I cried. I could hear soft trotting across the icy landscape, who could that be?
“I’m only trying to help you, daughter of the night…” The voice had let out a sigh, “I’m your mother.” The voice had ended their plea, making me even more confused. Mother? I had been raised by my dad, I had assumed my mother had passed away when I was born. People had always pointed out my dark blue hair and it flowed (discrediting gravity). My cyan eyes were also very appealing to look at, but that didn’t matter right now.
The owner of the voice had finally revealed themselves. It was a pony, a pony! There is no way that thing is my mother, but her hair. We both looked very similar to each other, but she was a pony.
“You shall not be scared any longer, your mother is here now.”
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“How are you, my mother? You’re a pony!” Princess Luna had rubbed her chin with her hoof.
“I’m sorry for leaving you… But We, Princess Luna, is, in fact, your mother.” I’m sorry for leaving you? My tears had stopped a few minutes ago, but after hearing that they had grown stronger. I clenched my fist, what if she’s lying? She might kill me…
“Is that true?” I said, my voice quivering.
“Yes, Lille. Now come with me…” Before I could question anything, a dark blue aura had encompassed my whole body. Where are we going?
There was a giant flash. I can’t see shit, what’s going on? Should I trust anything at this point? Nothing is going right, I don’t know what to think. My mother is here, after so long… Why did she leave dad and me?
My vision had returned. I was surrounded by glass painting, but this was a throne room. Thankfully, I wasn’t turned into a pony coming here. I don't want to adapt to a new body...
My mother was beside me. She made me feel comfortable for some reason, I don't know how to explain it. But there was another presence, something of greater power. The being in question asked a question...
"Sister, you have returned. I'm so glad..." The feminine voice was soft, more so than my mother. I look up to see a giant, white unicorn/pegasi staring at me with caring eyes. I stood up and found myself face to face with the (I'm assuming) leader of ponyland.
"Hi..." I shyly say. The leader had a large smile on her face.
"Hello, you must be Luna's daughter. I'm your aunt, Princess Celestia."
I have some weird blood connections.
