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03-04-2013, 04:50 PM
I smiled and said"Yes she is. I wish I could have hurt her like she did me. I would love your help but its kind of hard for me to trust others right now." I hate how I feel now because of my scars. I was not the kind who would fight for anything. I just needed some one who would love me for who I am which is a sad, scared, shy pathetic mare. No one wanted me not my sister,herd,or my crush. Every one turned their backs on me and hated me because I was shy. She wandered why this could happen to her and why no one liked her. She wandered how she could get rid of her sadness and lonelyness when she could never get a mate who would stay with her. She hated not having some one to love the only ones who had loved her was her parents. They were killed when she was 6 months old and her sister was just a yearling when she killed them. She had taken them to a place she thought I would never find them but I followed them and watched them die. I couldn't stop her then or when she tried to kill me even though I knew I should have but I was to scared to. I never said anything to her about watching her kill our parents and I will never tell her about it never. I don't think I could ever get rid of my memory of that day or the day I was almost killed.
