Shortly afterwards Rainbow Dash moved, that hurt me just as bad. I don't quite remember where she moved to but it wasn't anywhere close. Pinkie Pie and I grew closer, not in the way I was with Dashie, just closer as friends. Danny Boy and I grew closer as a couple though. He would talk to me about us growing old together and having a little pony of our own. I started really loving him. I was beginning to see how loving he could be if given the chance. He and Red Ryder (my little brother) were the two loves of my life. When I wasn't on a date with Danny Boy or at his house. I was playing with Red Ryder. I would hold him up and coax him to flap his little cute baby wings. We would play, watch movies, and when no one was looking feed him TONS of candy. It was nice not having a baby, well playing with him as a sister instead of a mother. I still hung out with Derpy and Braeburn. He was still a good guy even though he had hurt me greatly. But he didn't know. Dashie had broke up with him before she moved, saying long distance relationships didn't work. Then Derpy and Braeburn started dating. Derpy is quite attractive if you ask me. It didn't last long though. Braeburn wasn't over Dashie in anyway. I think he could have possibly loved her as much as I had.

A few months later Holly Pop got married to Red Ryder's dad and moved into a house with him. I cried seeing my sister leave my life again, along with my sweet handsome Red Ryder. Shortly after I turned 14 we moved away from Cloudsdale, that's when the shit hit the fan again. I begged my mom to let me bring Moze but she said no. I cried for him, what would become of him when I left?

We moved to Appleoosa. Turns out that the town was owned by Braeburn's family. After we moved Danny Boy stopped talking to me. I would call and his parents would tell me he was gone, when I saw he was online I would try to message him but he never answered. He just stopped talking to me. Which hurt just as much as Rainbow Dash breaking up with me. Have the fucking decency to break up with sompony don't just not talk to them, it's fucked up. Things went back to the way things were. Zeb took on a crappy job, so did my mom. I was left to clean the house, do 5 different ponies laundry, get dinner started, make sure Summer Flowers and Rarity did their homework, were clean and showered, got to bed on time, make them lunch and get them off to school. While trying to get through High School and doing my homework. Yeah not too big of a load for one teenage pony to take on herself.
Holly Pop and Red Ryder moved back in. Then it was Holly Pop's job to all the chores. I feel like a bit of an ass; I didn't help her. Now that it wasn't my job I was able to actually do homework and try to get my grades up. Which I did I wasn't failing any classes anymore and was back up to an A-B-C average.

One night I was on the computer typing a 5 page report due for my English class. Somehow Red Ryder had gotten a permanent marker and started coloring on the walls. The two of us plus Summer Flowers and Rarity were all in the same room. My back was turned to them as how the furniture was laid. Summer Flowers and Rarity didn't think to take away the marker and let him color on the walls. I was completely oblivious to him. Zeb came down the stairs and hit me hard in the head.
"Why the fuck are you letting him color my fucking walls?"
"I didn't know he was coloring."
"How the fuck did you not know?"
"I was doing my homework."
"Your stupid homework is more important than the walls, I pay for, being colored on?" He was screaming at me by this point. And I don't know what came over me but I screamed back.
"It's not my fucking job to watch him, my job is to get good grades, graduate and go to college!"
Zeb stomped over to Red Ryder and smacked him, making him cry. I felt horrible, this was my fault. I should have taken the blame for him, he was just a baby. My homework wasn't that important. I was stupid. Zeb marched out the room screaming about us stupid worthless ponies. I ran over to Red Ryder and comforted him. Held him in my arms and gently wrapped my wings around him. We both cried. I screamed at Summer Flowers and Rarity for not stopping him. I was so angry with them and at myself. I should have taken the blame, he should have hit me not Red Ryder and I should have just failed a class again. Who cares right? I started doing badly in school again constantly switching between Summer Flowers, Rarity and Red Ryder. Balancing all this and school was too much. Then I met a stallion. Wild West was his name. He wasn't the brightest stallion but he was handsome. He was a senior and I was a sophomore. I'm 15 and he's 18 no big deal right? We started dating. He had his own house and had a job. I thought he was pretty smart for an 18 year old. I didn't tell my parents I was dating him, they would freak that he was 18. Well things were getting harder living with mom. She and Zeb were constantly fighting, Zeb was constantly hitting us or saying how ugly and worthless we were, and Me and Holly Pop were sharing all the household duties. My mom had started doing a wonderful thing of telling Holly Pop how I was better than her because I was in school, I didn't drop out, I was a virgin, I didn't have a pony and I was going to be better than her. While my mom is telling me how better Summer Flowers and Rarity were better than me because they made straight A's, they were going to be able to get into college and have great careers while I was never going to amount to be nothing more than a burger flipper. Fucking bitch. So Holly Pop hated me, while I hated Summer Flowers and Rarity.

One night I laid in my bed crying. I had looked at my life and felt it was horrible. I had a step-father and step-mother who hated me, my step-father beat me, my older sister hated me, my mom said cruel shit like that 24-7, I was failing in school and Zeb's voice was really getting to me. I was telling myself how worthless I was all the time without even thinking. I called my dad and asked if I could come live with him.
"Uh, I don't know. I'll have to talk to Lemon Tart and see if she's ok with it." He had told me all my life if I asked I was always welcomed to live with him. Now when I needed my dad most he has to think about it? I felt so unwanted and unloved. And I didn't want to do this anymore, or feel this way. I called Wild West, WW for short, and told him to come get me. I threw some of my clothes in a trash bag, put on a sweater, left a note saying I was running away and waited for WW outside.

I was so excited and happy. I didn't think of anyone, all I thought about was that I didn't half to feel bad or be hit anymore. Which made me cry a little. It was over and I was free. WW showed up very quickly with a wagon and we left. He lived over an hour away and I always deleted him number from the phone when we talked. The only other person who knew that I was running away was Rainbow Dash. I called to tell her, I didn't want her to worry. We arrived at his apartment. It wasn't too bad. You could definitely tell it was a stallion's apartment. There were clothes everywhere, empty pizza boxes, and dirty dishes. It wasn't much but I was home. No more being told I was worthless, no more being told I was stupid or ugly, no more being hit. A tear came to my eye. I was so happy.

Or so I thought…I couldn't sleep that night. I felt so bad. How would my sisters feel? My dad? My mom? Red Ryder? What would they think happened? I tried shacking the thought out of my head. I was 15 I just had to wait till I was 18, so no one would get in trouble. I imagined the reunion and how happy everyone would be. They would be happy to see me and they would love me and WW. Well maybe not WW but it was going to be an amazing reunion.

Me and WW didn't do much. I wasn't allowed near the windows, outside, to use his phone or be outside the bedroom when he wasn't there. Now we DIDN'T have sex or anything like that. His member was huge! I was afraid to do anything and be ruined for life. I didn't eat the first day I was gone. I just couldn't eat. I didn't eat the second day or the third. I couldn't stomach anything. I mean I was hungry but I didn't want to eat.

On the third day WW got a call from his mom. The police had talked to her about a young missing Pegasus that fit my description. The idiot admitted to her that I was there! So she called the police told them where I was and then told WW they were on the way to pick me up.
This was it my short life was over. Zeb was going to kill me. I hugged WW begging him for us to flea and never look back.
"But I have to go to work…" He left with me in his apartment; alone and terrified. I prayed to Celestia that the police wouldn't come and get me, that somehow they would see I didn't need to be with them. My heart dropped into my stomach when I heard the door knock. My mom, Zeb and a police stallion were at the door. I drug my trash bag of clothes to the door. My mom was shocked that I had taken clothes. It was kinda obvious, A closet full of only hangers. My mom cried and squeezed me. Zeb actually hugged me. I think only because you can't hit anypony when the police are around. The police informed me that WW was not 18 but actually 21 years old. Which actually caught me off guard. On the wagon ride home mom and Zeb screamed at me the entire time. I thought about jumping out the wagon and flying away. But where would I go? Can't go to my dad's. Dahie was entirely too far for me to fly. We stopped and got some food, mom and Zeb stopped talking which was a nice break.

When we got home mom marched around town with me and made me take down all the missing pony posters. I wasn't allowed to sleep in my room that night. I had to sleep in Holly Pop's room. I was a little irritated not being able to sleep in my room. Red Ryder slept in the bed with Holly Pop and he kicked. I didn't sleep well at all. One night when I was missing Rarity slept on the floor in my room and had an accident. (She peed) So in the morning mom made me clean the spot that reeked of piss. Awesome. Then I was sitting in my bed watching a movie when mom and Zeb walked in. They unscrewed the door from the hinges and took my door away.
"Privacy is a privilege." I know it was a bad thing to run away but seriously? In a million years I would never take my ponies door away. So as payback to my parents, for taking my door away, I was disgusting. I would sit in front of my door pick my nose, burp, fart, and the best scratch my private parts. Mom and Zeb would yell.
"Fluttershy don't do that nasty shit where we can see!" And I would always reply.
"Privacy is a privilege." Within a few days of me doing this I got my door back.