>you just adopted a fluffy orange pegasus pony
>the shelter said she once belonged to a previous owner, but you didn't get many details
>you don't really mind, though - she seems just like the other fluffy ponies you saw
>the discounted adoption fee helped as well
>you even got a free night-light for her
>her first day in her new home goes well - she's quieter than you'd expected, but chirpy and affectionate, and has very quickly taken a liking to you
>she loves the big green ball you got for her - you roll it to her and she rolls it back to you, as you watch your programmes
>soon the house is filled with the sound of her happy giggling
>night falls, and an unexpected storm starts coming in
>suddenly the power goes out and the house is plunged into darkness
>an instant later, fluffy pony starts screaming in terror
>for being so small, the noise is deafening
>despite your best efforts, you can't find her in the dark, and you can't calm her down
>grit your teeth and endure the cacophony until you've lit a few candles and some battery-powered lights
>fluffy pony finally stops screaming, but now she keeps babbling "no bad-box, no bad-box"
>she clings to you, shaking, until the power comes back on
>now you know what the night-light is for
>Jesus, what did her last owner DO to her?
 
(From an anonymous post on 4chan's /mlp/, 2012 March 3.)
(http://arch.413chan.net/mlp355696.html#357015)