Ignored

He stood next to Scootaloo, their wings touching, both lightly blushing.

I was happy for her... right?

Happy...

Happy...

No...

It felt like she was ignoring me.

Barely anypony talked to me these days.

Apple Bloom would occasionally, maybe my sister, but overall they all ignored me.

But he seemed to rub it in my face that he was Scootaloo's coltfriend.

Whenever he talked to me, it was about Scootaloo.

"You won't believe the amazing date Scoots took me on!"

"Hey, what's Scoots' favorite flower?"

"Her birthday's December 8th, right?"

Scoots, Scoots, her, Scootaloo, whatever it was, I knew who he meant.

He talked about her every damn Celestia forsaken day.

At school, I heard him talk to his friends about her.

Whenever he'd pass by me, he'd be talking about Scootaloo or walking with her or anything.

It was breaking me to the fuckin' core.

And then I'd had enough.

Not long before her birthday, I cracked.

Looking at the scissors, I hovered them over and cut.

I winced and bit my lip to hide the pain.

Smile...

Be happy...

Hide the pain...

Nopony noticed.

Or maybe they did and didn't care.

Worried that my sister or somepony who cared would see, I started cutting in more obscure spots.

Closer to my hooves, areas where ponies would just think it was a scar they never saw...

Eventually, everypony drifted away even more.

I was ignored by everypony.

The teacher would ask a question and I'd be ignored even though my hoof rocketed up immediately.

That colt stopped asking me to play games at his place.

My sister would simply say a "hello" and a "goodnight" to me and that was it.

Even Princess Luna stopped visiting me in my dreams.

The damn Princess of Dreams ignored me.

I felt like I was cursed, but I knew I wasn't.

I was insignificant.

It was clear.

It got worse.

I'd barely eat, only eating when I was at somepony else's house or a fancy meeting.

I cut more.

I got a rope and stuffed it in my saddlebag, running home immediately after and hiding it in my closet.

Nopony noticed.

Of course nopony noticed.

I was ignored.

It took me until writing this to realize that I was just being an attention whore horse...

I of course had no idea how to use it, so one day out of the blue I asked Apple Bloom.

"Do you know how to tie a lasso?"

"Of course ah do!"

Later that day I went to Sweet Apple Acres and she and her sister taught me how to tie a lasso.

It seemed the perfect time.

"Random question and I swear it has no darker implications - could this be used to, er... h-a-n-g yourself?"

The two farmponies nodded, before the older nodded solemnly.

It was perfect.

I write this a few days in advance so it can be sent to everypony I want to read it in time.

Now...

My sister, Rarity, even if I don't show it always, I care about you. Take care of Opal for me, okay?

Button Mash, you were a great friend, and one of my best friends. Game on, for me.

Apple Bloom, I'm sorry I didn't get to know you better.

Rumble... take care of Scoots for me...

Scootaloo...

I love you.

Goodbye...