I live my life one day at a time, though most of the time it is uneventful. I have the same routine each day: I wake up, walk to work, work, walk home, then hang out before I go to bed. Rarely I hang out with friends, but I also usually watch My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Though, outside my small apartment, some exciting things, per se, happen. I get chased by a dog, find a dollar on the floor, or even meet a new friend.
I live in a dying city which isn't very fun. It seems to haunt me the way the buildings seem to crumble like they are trying to stay up, but just can't. Graffiti is everywhere. There is so much of it that you can't tell a bulding's wall color anymore. back inside my apartment, everything seems pretty fun when I go back and watch My little Pony. It's my escape form this messed up world.
The pony's land seems amazing. The bright colors, beautiful landscape, and just... it's all amazing. Sometimes I try to get into that world, only to be stopped by my computer screen, sadly. After that, I usually get back up, and take a walk. If I'm tired, I walk. If I'm sad, I walk. If I want to walk... I walk. Walking has become half of my life. It's been like that since my parents had died.
As I walk, I see many people, but none of them seem to even notice that I'm there. They also don't seem to remember their once beautiful city. i've only seen the city at it's best in pictures that my mother had shown me, but I have never actually experienced it in it's Golden Age. In some pictures that my mom had, there would be a bright and beautiful rainbow I guess that's a reason why my favorite pony is Rainbow Dash. Her vivid colors, sonic rainboom, all of it reminds me of that one picture.
Sometimes I even want my own real life Rainbow Dash, but instead I use a stuffed Simba doll. I don't have enough money to buy my own Rainbow Dash plushie, and that's probably as close as I'll get to the real mare. I usually grab the Simba doll so close to me, thinking that it would heal my wounds of pain and sorrow.
It will have to do.
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Today I was at work, watching the people buy their merchandise and then I'd check them out. After hours of that, I clocked out and headed back home. I wasn't sure what made today different, but I decided to take a different way home. I had been walking for a while when I turned into an alley. There were McDonald's cups, plastic bottles, and cans strewn across the alley. Inside it was a small box, but I didn't seem to take much notice of it.
I had made my way home, and the box was still in my mind. What was about it that I couldn't get out of my mind? Maybe there was something inside like money or even an animal. Whatever it was, I needed to find out I then went back outside, noticing that the temperature dropped, and found the box in the same place. I was releived that nothing happened to it.
I knelt down by the box, slowly opening it, noticing that something was inside it. I didn't want to wake it. Once it was opened, I looked inside at the colorful mass. It looked just like a toy, though it was right in front of me. No... not it... she. I gulped," Could it be..?" I said aloud. I stood up, my knee hitting the box, waking up the small filly inside called Rainbow Dash.