LIke Fallen Petals

by LunasBeyotch

Rating: teen
Tags: Slice of Life, Sad, Romance, Human
Length: 319

A young teenage girl by the name of Campbell McAddison is a closet pegasister. Her intense love for the show is what keeps her alive, but soon she'll find out that even the best of dreams can be heartbreaking.

All Campbell McAllison wants is to live in a world where she is accepted for who she truly is. Her deep love for the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic is what gives her the strength to pull through each day with her head held somewhat high. But when a dream of living a life in Equestria becomes a reality, will she ever be able to distinguish the real world from fiction again? Or will her heart shatter into pieces that cascade to the ground like fallen petals from a spring tulip?

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-12-16 03:49:55 UTC

1~The Troubling Dream

            "Awaken, my darling." That voice. The same voice that always called out to me. It was so smooth, yet full of despair. I moaned helplessly, gripping my hair. 'This is the end. My ties to sanity are broken.' I thought, tears cascading down my face. I had always had this dream, ever since I started watching My Little Pony. And it was exactly the same every night. I would open my eyes to a beautiful meadow, filled with mares and stallions prancing gleefully and without care. As wonderful as the sight was, It seemed as though there was a sorrowful atmosphere to it. To top it off, it was a lucid dream, so I could move freely and effortlessly. They all looked so pleased, yet I would sit and sulk, all because of one painful realization:

             I was nothing but a human.

           And just like that, I'd wake up to the overly bubbly chime of my alarm clock, reminding me once again of my mundane human life. I rolled around under my thick purple comforter, noticing my Lyra plushie that rested atop my computer. "Ugh, trust me Lyra, if I could, I'd trade places with you in a fucking heart beat." I stated lazily.

           After smacking the shit out of my alarm clock's snooze button, I decided I should get up and dress for my daily journey into the depths of Hell... A.K.A high school. I quickly slipped into my usual attire: My beloved "Yay" T-shirt (which I wore practically every two days), dark jeans, and my good ol' Chuck Taylors. I then stopped and looked in the mirror for a moment, combing my auburn hair out of my eyes. "Psh." I let the small sound of annoyance escape my lips before heading out the door.

                         Little did I know that this would be the day that changed my life forever.