I walked into the halls of Canterlot High
And I saw students whispering about me
I leaned against my locker, trying to block it out
But my best friends came up to me
And demanded to see my phone
They thought I was Anon-a-miss
However hard I told them I was not
They left me alone, and went their own way
I went to my first class
And students chucked food at me
This happened right up to lunch time
Then I ran out
To go to the toilet
To get some quiet time
Things got so much worse
When the bell rang for the end of school
So I ran up to the school roof
To think about why they all hated me
But I’m trapped, trapped in a tower, a lonely tower
Where no one can find me
I guess I’m like the Beast
In Beauty and the Beast
I’m all alone
No one to help me out
They may call me Rapunzel, with no exit
But I’ll show them who I am!
I had to act quickly
Before the culprits could cause more trouble
What do I need to do?
Who is behind it all?
Home. That’s the best place to think.
My mind wandered back to the first post,
Applejack’s nickname, Piggly Wiggly
Who’d could have known?
Only us, and her family.
Then I thought about Rarity’s sleepover,
Who was there?
There was the 6 of us
Rarity’s parents
And-
Of course, Sweetie Belle.
And Scootaloo would always follow her friends,
So she probably got Rainbow’s test
Are they that stupid?
I’M NOT MEAN!
They can let me waste away in my tower
While i wait by an open door
Just one jump can change it all
Change our friendship forever
My name is Sunset Shimmer
And I’m an ex-villain and current member of the Sonic Rainbooms
Well, I was
Until they left me
My ex friends just talk without me
Leaving me out of their talks.
Why, oh why?
There’s something I can do.
Dear Princess Twilight,
Everyone at CHS is ignoring me because someone posted a post about Applejack.
Now everyone thinks it is me and thinks I have gone back to my old ways. I know who it is, but I don’t know how to break the news to my friends, who won’t even talk to me.
Your friend, Sunset Shimmer
So I wait patiently for Twilight Sparkle to Answer
No reply yet
But then a pink heart appears
The Princess is writing back!
I try to follow her advice
Show them the real me
Will I ever learn the true meaning of friendship?
Or is it them that has to learn?
Okay, here is what I think,
That the Cutie Mark Crusaders are behind all this
But I cannot be sure
Until somepony, Or shall I say, someone, confesses
I’m nervous to tell them what I think
What will they say?
Cause whenever they come in contact with me
They just walk away.
Sometimes I wish I could be in Equestria
But this place is home
I have “friends”
That are un reliable
But if I follow my heart
And listen to what it says
I won’t make a mistake
Like last time
I should be heading off to bed
I have school tomorrow
I’m going to lie down
And try to talk to them
I can hear her in my head
hear her voice in my head
Like she knows best
She never goes away
Just lingers there, and takes over me
She cuts me in my sleep
So I end up with bleeding cuts when I wake up
Oh, did I mention she’s trying to make me go evil too?
And did I also mention it’s good to be bad?
That what Mal says, from Descendants.
Huh. What does that even mean?
I guess I have to work that out.
A message popped on my phone
More Anon-a-miss gossip
Why does everyone think it’s me?
Is there anything to blame me for?
Yes, I guess, the formal.
They called me trouble
What is there to gain, by framing me?
The next day, I guess, I walked to school.
The same old routine,
The same old day.
I decided to go to the Sweet Shoppe after school. I knew
My friends would be there. Then I could explain all I wrote to Twilight
And maybe get them back
I saw them over at the far table
I ran over to them, my bag on my back.
“Guys, wait!” I cried, trying to get my attention.
The girls turned, Rainbow looked at me
With her lip curled,
a horrible, menacing sneer on her face
Her actions always reminded her of me,
What I was like before
If they’d ever believe me,
That is.
“Guys.” I said. “I have something to tell you.”
I took a deep breath. “I’ve been writing to Twilight and I have to tell you something.
I’m not Anon-a-miss. Please. You have to believe me.”
I knew they wouldn’t. They were too caught up in their own little friendship group.
Little did I know the true culprits heard me beg to them.
And I was right.
“STOP!” shouted Applebloom.
We turned to face the Cutie Mark Crusaders, Applebloom, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle.
“It- It was us.” confessed Applebloom. “We’re Anon-a-miss.”
That’s when Applejack turned around. “WHAT?!” she cried.
I turned to Applejack. “It isn’t their fault.” I said
“I’m to blame. If I wasn’t such a bitch
Then this wouldn’t have happened.”
Applejack turned to me. “Ah’m sorry.” she said.
“We shoulda believed ya.”
I wanted to laugh.
“I didn’t exactly care you know,” I said.
One day, I would tell this story to my children
And possibly even my grandchildren
Why I had nightmares,
who was Anon-a-miss
and I guess, what friends are
One day, I’d like to return home
To apologise
And maybe...
One day I may have children of my own.
Dear Princess Twilight,
You can guess who did it, can’t you?
It was The CMC.
Everything is back to normal and everyone is happy again
Your friend, Sunset Shimmer
