I was standing in a small, dark room and I felt like I had eyes watching me from every angle. "Hello?" I called to anypony who bothered to listen, not expecting a reply. Just making sure I was alone. "Any one there?"
After about two minutes, I stopped the silence. "Guess not, gotta find a light." I walked forward with a hoof held out to feel the wall. The candles in the room lit as soon as I hit the wood separating me from another room or the outside world. I wasn't sure which one it was, not so sure I wanted to figure out. I looked around to see nothing but the candles, a small dresser, and a door on the far wall.
"Not even a window," I said, continuing to examine the empty room. "Or a chair..."
"Budder," The pegasus called from outside the door. "You up?"
"Yeah," I replied. "Why?"
"Surprisingly somepony is actually serious about adopting you." She said. "Grab your stuff and come on."
"Okay." I said, turning. 'What stuff? Whatever' I walked toward the door, half way there I felt a pain in my left foreleg. "Ow, what the?"
I looked at the pained area to see a dark red substance running down my hoof. "D-did I do t-that?" I say with alarm. "I didn't feel it earlier!" I looked to where I had been standing before the candles lit. A bloody knife lay on the floor. "I... I told myself I never would."
I galloped to the dresser and dug through it, only one cloth big enough to wrap around my leg was in the pile of knives that filled the gigantic thing. "Why are there so many knives!" A slight tone of anger in my voice. I quickly covered the wound. It wasn't deep.
The fire on the candles went out again. "Uh oh..." I felt small porcelain hooves climbing me, along with the feet of eight-legged creatures. Spiders and dolls. "No no no no no no!" I screamed running blindly in circles trying to get my fears off of me.
All of the sudden, I stopped running. Not that I wanted too, I couldn't. I was stuck, in what though. I tried to escape the gooey liquid, but all attempts failed and I sunk deeper and deeper. "Help!" I closed my eyes and yelled into the darkness.
Maybe she was right, maybe I would never be adopted. Then with my eyes still shut tight I heard it, the galloping hoofsteps. The stallion who saved me, even If it was just a dream. "I'm coming, angel!"
Light flooded the room and I heard glass shattering. I felt somepony pull me free of the muck and opened my eyes. He set me down on stable ground. "Are you okay?" A concerned voice said. I stared at the silhouette of the stallion.
"What happened to your hoof?" He said. I looked down to my wrapped cut, the white cloth had been stained by my blood. "Let me see. Did you do this to yourself?" He held the wound close to his muzzle, examining it closely after he removed the cloth. It wasn't bleeding anymore.
"Y-yes..." I said, looking at the floor. He gently kissed the slash. I looked back to him, water filling my eyes.
"Don't you dare do that again." He said. I nearly tackled him to the ground when I hugged him, tears streamed down my face as I sobbed on his shoulder. "Its okay, you're with bubby now."
"B-bubby..." I whispered out with a slight kick at my bed sheets. "Bubby." A little louder this time. I shot up from my bed. 'It was all a dream?' I thought. 'Yep, same old room, same old stuff.'
"Luna, " I said to myself, looking out the window. "Couldn't I have stayed longer?" I closed my eyes and sighed, flopping back on the bed. I stared at the sealing wondering if I ever would be adopted.
"Bubby, if I do have one..." I said. "Please come for me soon... Please..." I rolled to my side and sobbed as tears fell from my eyes. "I don't wanna be alone anymore..."
Throughout the rest of the night that I was awake I cried. Even till I fell asleep. I had no more dreams for the rest of the night. I wanted to know more about the one I called "Bubby" in my dream though.

I feel bad for her, really I do. I know how she feels there. Good night peeps.