>You are Anon.
>For some reason, you live in Equestria.
>It's nice here, the sun tickles your skin with its warmth, and the birds sing their lovely song.
>The idyllic scene soon is interrupted by none other than Twilight fucking Sparkle.
>Oh man you hate the bitch. You hate her so much.
>There's barely a joke that doesn't completely go over her head, and she takes everything way too serious for your taste.
>"Anon! There you are. I need you to run some errands for me!" she greets you.
>Good morning to you too, bitch.
"Don't you have your little closet-homo dragon for that?"
>Twilight seems confused by your moody response.
>"Wow, did someone stand up on the wrong foot this morning?" she inquires.
"Why would you care?" you reply.
>Twilight sighs.
>"Fine, be an unhelpful prick, not like I expected different from you." she concedes.
>Twilight turns around the leave.
"Then why would you even ask me for help when you know I'm not going to be your bitch?" you ask her.
>She stops, looks back at you, and says
>"Anon, you used to be a good person, and I'd like to imagine that some of that good is still within you, deep down. But it seems like I'm fighting a losing battle. You've changed."
>Her face is left in a sad expression.
>You intently stare at your feet.
>"You know I've always defended you when you came up as a subject, but I don't know if I'll be able to do that anymore."
>You feel your heart sink, but you don't want to accept that this just made you feel bad.
>No, you're right. They're the ones who are wrong.
"I'm not buying into your bullshit, Twilight. I know your tricks." you throw at her.
>"Then so be it." she concludes and walks off.
 
>You look after her walking away for a while, and then close your eyes.
>Leaning back, you try to take a nap, but thoughts of remorse torture your mind.
>No, you're not at fault here. You shouldn't have to change for them, they should accept you for who you are.
>They're just being way too sensitive about everything. That's not your fault.
>Tears fill your eyes, and you press your eyelids together trying to hold them back.
>Like a dam you break and start to just let it out.
>Sobs shudder your body as you try to understand why you're crying in the first place.
>They're wrong, aren't they? You're right.
>Conflicting thoughts race through your mind, and you'd love to open up to someone and just let it all out.
>But there is no one.
>Everyone you've considered to be a friend is now gone.
>And it was your fault, not theirs.
>You sit up and press your hands onto your eyes.
>All that could've been, now out of reach.
>What did you do?
>You roll onto your stomach and wallow in your own pity.
>Eventually you fall asleep, right there in the grass.
>Sleep usually proved to be a nice way of escapism for you, but this time, dreams of remorse, loss and helplessness plague your mind.
>With just one hand you're holding onto a root, twenty meters below roars a wild river.
"Help! Anyone! Please!" you shout.
>No answer.
"Please, I can't hold on for much longer. Help me!"
>Tears fill your eyes. You're going to fall and die.
>And no one will mourn for you.
>All because you couldn't swallow your own pride and admit defeat.
>"I'm sorry, it's all my own fault, I'm such an idiot. I probably deserve this, but please give me just one more chance!"
>Someone appears on the edge of the cliff and looks down at you.
>It's Princess Luna!
"Oh thank the heavens you're here! Princess, please, help me!" you shout.
>"You've had enough chances already, Anon. And you've wasted them all." she says in a booming voice.
"No, please, I am so sorry about everything!" you cry, tears running down your face.
>Luna raises her left hoof and smashes onto the root you're holding onto, kicking you off.
>You fall, and fall, everything goes dark around you.
 
>You wake up screaming.
>Phew, it was just a dream. But it felt so real.
>Your heart is pounding and you feel sweat run down your forehead.
>Night has fallen while you were asleep, and the moon paints the landscape around you in a soft silver.
>Suddenly, you remember what took place this afternoon.
>Tears begin to fill up your eyes again.
>How could you be so stupid?
>Looking over to Ponyville, you still see some lights in the windows.
>Hoping that Twilight still is awake, you make for the long walk to the library.
 
>You arrive in front of her door.
>Light still shines through her window.
>You feel a knot form in your chest, but you know you have to do this.
>You knock on the door.
>One.
>Two.
>Three.
>And then you wait, listening for movement on the other side of the door.
>Fear fills you as you hear hoofsteps from inside.
>The door opens, and Twilight stands in the doorframe.
"I'm so sorry about everything I've said and done, I just wish to apologize" you begin.
>Twilight looks at you, her face set in stone, not revealing a single emotion.
"I know I don't deserve it, but I wish to ask for another chance. A new start, so to speak."
>Twilight remains silent.
>You can hardly hold back your tears, and begin to scrape your foot along the dirt impatiently.
>Finally, she breathes in heavily, and says
>"No."
"What?"
>You're shocked by her response.
>"No Anon. I've had enough. We all had enough of you. And you had more than enough chances to redeem yourself." she elaborates.
>The reality hits you in the face, as cold and hard as it could.
>"I don't have anything to say to you anymore. Good night, Anon."
>You don't reply, standing there with your mouth agape.
>Twilight closes her door in front of you.
>And the world comes crashing down onto you.