The End of Laughter
It started off as a normal day. I got up, read a book or two. Went out to see what my friends were doing. All of my friends seemed to be down. I asked them what was wrong, but it was no use. I asked where Pinkie Pie was. Again, they didn't respond. What happened to her? I rushed around town to find out everyone seemed sad. But nobody seemed to want to tell me why. And then I saw it. It was a pink casket being drawn across the street. How could it have happened? Why did it happen?
I went to her funeral the next day. My friends and I didn't say a word. I could tell that they were just as sad as I was. Pinkie Pie kept you up when you were brought down. She was the friend you would take for granted. I finally got the courage to ask how. Then I got my answer. "She was told that you went into the Everfree forest and went looking for you. We all didn't know where you were. She went in there to find you. She said she'd she couldn't live without you. She searched for hours on end. She came back all depressed and said she couldn't find you. She wasn't kidding when she said she couldn't live without you. After that, she hung herself off of your house." I couldn't believe my ears. I didn't know she cared for me that much. It was my fault for her death. She died thinking I was gone.
Nobody said much the following days. It seemed as if everyone missed her. Even the kids that should be playing were sad. It was unbelievable. The next day I went outside to a real sight, a huge statue of Pinkie Pie being built in the middle of town. It had a plague in front of that read "To Pinkie Pie, the only pony that could brighten your day and party away." It was unbearable. It made me wonder, why did she care for me so much? She seemed like the pony that partied too much to care for anything, but we were wrong. She cared for something so much to give her life for it…and that thing was me. I went to her grave one day to honor her. I sat there for hours crying at her grave. It weirdly seemed that she was watching me. Of course, with her gone, my brain may just be going haywire. But there was a feeling.
Twilight seemed to be in a state of depression so deep that she didn't even read. Rarity stopped worrying about fashion. Apple Jack didn't harvest apples. Fluttershy stopped caring for animals and just cried. I stopped flying fast and racing. It seemed as if pinkie's death has changed us all. Why did she die? Why? It was officially the end of laughter.
I was late at night and I figured to sleep. I closed my eyes and heard a laugh. It was a laugh I recognized. Pinkie. But there was no way. She was dead. But sure enough, I heard it again. This time it wasn't a mistake. I grabbed a flashlight and went out to see what made the laugh. I got to Pinkie's grave to see a mystical sight. It was Pinkie. I wondered if I was seeing things, but it seemed real. I started to wonder if she was really dead. She had a mysterious glow radiating off of her. I went to hug her. "WHAT?" I went right through. She was a ghost. I asked why she kkilled herself and got an answer. "Without you, life would be terrible for me." "But it's that way for me. I miss you too much." "But don't you realize, you dying would hurt more people than me dying." I couldn't take it. I flew as fast as I could home. I couldn't bear to see her again. Then, I did it. I hung myself from my house. A world without laughter is no world at all.
The End
