Author's Note

Moreee angsstt

A pawn

"She's going to get her cutie mark!" Her mother said in joy as she prepeared the camera. She hasn't even done anything, just helped her sister with her history homework, but her flank shined like the su- I mean the moon. She hoped her cutiemark would be moon-themed, the queen gave moon-themed cutiemark havers higher status than the others. She closed her eyes in joy, It shouldn't take a cutiemark to take this long, it has to be something special. But when she opened her eyes, there was no camera flash, no joyful sounds from her mother, just her sister snickering at her along with her mother's upset look.

"wh-what? Is it not a moon?" She slowly turned to look at her flank only to see a pawn, a tool to be used as long as they lived. Corners of her eyes filled with tears as she looked back at her mother, who had been trying to make them get good cutiemarks since they were born. Her sister laughed at her.

" Your name should be Pawnspark instead!" She said in a mocking tone. Pawnspark, maybe she was right. She had no other use than to be used after all.. She nothing but a tool... She sobbed and ran away to her bedroom, locked the door. She threw away all her moon posters and her magic learning books, her horn can't even work properly anyway she sat on the gro nd as she sobbed to herself.

Day- Nights have passed after that, her mother has been acting colder to her, her sister's mocking got harsher, she missed her father more now. She stared at her saddle bag, an idea has come to her. She put on a dress to hide her flank and quickly filled her bag with food, water bottles, coins she took from her mom's purse and her fave parasprite plush named Wingy. She slowly snuck away from her door, tip-hoofing to not to wake the others. She took a deep brath after leaving the outside door... She had to start a new life, she had to.