- >I don't know why I'm like this
- >I don't want to be like this
- >I wasn't always like this
- >My state of mind is that of a mere animal now
- >I haven't been able to speak with anyone for what seems like forever
- >Only bark like a mad dog
- >The doctors say they are trying to help my condition, but I doubt they are
- >The only reason I'm here is because nobody wants someone like me around
- >More often than not I get incredibly lonely, just stuck in a padded room all day
- >Nobody really cares for me here
- >Except one of the newer doctors, Anon, I think his name was
- >I think I like him back, too
- >Without him, I'd just be lost in a void of insanity
- >I'd just be 'That crazy pony that thinks she is a dog'
- >I'm getting better, able to think clearer now
- >I still can't talk
- >I may never be able to tell him how I feel
- >The best I can do is hope
- >Hope that everything will be okay in the end
- >Anon is so nice to me, he treats me like a normal pony
- >Nobody else in the hospital has done that
- >He's been here for a few weeks now
- >He always tells me nice stories about things going on outside
- >Stories with happy endings
- >I want my story to have a happy end
- >But not every wish comes true
- >I'm still here, in this lonely padded room
- >And they watch me, monitoring me
- >Gathering data
- >I'm just a statistic to them
- >But not to Anon
- >To Anon, I'm a friend
- >And that makes me happy
- >Over the month, I lose many of my dog-like traits
- >But I still can't talk
- >Anon works with me a lot more now
- >We become best friends
- >I wish I could talk to him
- >But I can't
- >Eventually he tells me he has to leave
- >The thought of Anon going away makes me sad
- >I don't want him to leave
- >He's my only friend
- >The only person that cares for me
- >I love him
- >But I can't say it
- >Not every story has a happy end
- >Not every wish comes true
- >Months pass
- >I'm not progressing at all
- >Eventually I make a breakthrough
- >To my, and everyone's surprise, I manage to say something someone can understand
- "A-Anon..."
- >The first thing I have been able to say since I've been here
- >His name
- >He'll never be back
- >I can't tell him I love him
- >Soon after, I snap back into a semi dog-like state
- >The next few days come and go
- >Slowly I am able to speak clearly more and more often and eventually I stop making barking noises when talking
- >Anon would be so proud
- >But he isn't here
- >Soon the doctors think that I'm well enough to be able to leave
- >I'll still be observed for a while in case anything happens
- >I can't blame them for being cautious
- >I'll have to live with someone while I get back on my hooves
- >That's already been worked out by the hospital staff
- >Leaving the hospital, I see a familiar face
- >"Screwloose?"
- "Anon I missed you so much!"
- >It's so good to see him again
- >He's smiling, and so am I
- >"I'm sorry I've been away. I missed you too."
- >"Want to see your new home?"
- "Of course I do! Anything's better than that plain white padded room."
- >He laughs at my comment
- >There's a moment of silence as I walk to his home
- >This is the perfect opportunity to tell him how I feel
- "I-I love you, anon."
- >A puzzled look appears on his face
- >Did I do something wrong?
- >Does he still like me?
- >But eventually he smiles
- >"I love you too."

