"Get down here Lightning, we need to leave now or we'll miss the train!" my mom yells from the bottom of the stairs.
"I'll be down in a second. I'm making sure that I'm not forgetting anything!" I yell back
"Well hurry, the carriage is already here!" she yells as the goes outside to put my luggage on the carriage. I look around my room and feel a sudden pang of depression as I realize that I won't be coming back to this place again, the home I grew up in, the town I know like the back of my hoof, all gone.
"Snap out of it," I tell myself "it's time for new beginnings, time to move out on your own,"
That didn't help the fact that I knew I would miss this place. I use my magic to pick up my saddle bags and notice that the aura glows a bit more yellow than most times, I swiftly brush it off as coincidence, put the bags on my back, and continue on my way down the stairs.
When I reach the bottom of the stairs I stop and look at the paintings around the house. I find one of my family and me and take it off the wall with my magic. It is a few years old, from before my older brother White Thunder went missing. After I pack away the painting I walk to and open the front door.
When I get outside I see my mom halfway out the window of the carriage yelling for me. In the distance I hear the faint sound of a train whistle. I sprint to a gallop as I rush to the carriage "If you get us to the train station before the train leaves I'll give each of you twenty extra bits!" I shout at the two stallions pulling the carriage.
"Sure thing boss," one of the ponies say as I jump into the carriage and shut the door. The carriage swiftly begins to move at a breakneck pace.
"Finally, What where you doing?" my father asks as I sit down on one of the cushions.
"I grabbed one of the family portraits," I respond as I set my bags down next to me "I wanted to have something with all of us in it,"
"Which one did you grab?" my mother asks
I use my magic to pull the painting out of my saddle bags "this one," both my mother and father look away from me and the portrait. I start to feel a little guilty "I got because I thought…" I sigh "If you guys want me to leave it…"
"No, no, take it. We have plenty of pictures of your brother," my father says as he puts one of his hooves over my mother's neck and strokes her mane.
"Thank you, this means a lot," I say. I put the painting back into the bag and zip it up.
As soon as I am done zipping up the luggage the carriage comes to a halt. I hear the conductor yell "All aboard!" and I race out of the carriage and grab all the luggage from the back with my magic.
"Hold on! Wait a second!" I yell as I gallop up to the train conductor, "I… have my… ticket… here" I say panting from the strain of carrying two large bags of luggage and my saddle bags while doing a full gallop. I pull out the ticket from my bags and give it to the conductor.
"Okay, your back in car twelve, 'bout six cars down," the conductor says as he gives me back my ticket "I'll be back later to punch it,"
"Okay, thanks. How long until the train leaves?" I ask.
"We got 'bout six minutes 'till departure," he says. I head back to car twelve and put my luggage inside. I go back out to talk to my parents before the train leaves.
"I can't believe that my little colt has grown up so fast," my mother says almost in tears "We're gonna miss you so much!" she says as she starts to cry
"Now calm down Sparkles, he's not our little colt any more, he's a stallion, he can handle himself," my father says to my mother, consoling her. "Can't you son?" he asks me.
"Of course I can," I say in response
"But Forgey, he's… he's… HE'S LEAVING!" she says as she starts a fresh round of tears.
"Mom, it's okay, it's not like you'll never see me again, you can visit any time you want, and I'll make sure to write as often as I can," I say as I put one of my hooves around her and give her a hug.
"You're right," she says.
"ALL ABOARD, THE TRAIN'S AWAY!" the conductor calls out
"Okay, go, go," my mom says sniffling "And don't you forget to right,"
"You got it, Oh, and don't forget to give those two twenty bits each, I forgot to," I say gesturing towards the carriage.
"Okay, good bye son, we love you!" my mom says as the train starts to move.
"We'll see you soon," my dad says galloping beside the train.
"I'll miss you guys, love you too!" I shout as the train pulls away from the station and on towards my new life in Ponyville.