I don’t know why I keep following this… It’s just so sad…  
I’m gonna cry in a corner now…
 
>There was only one way to find out, a way that would ensure you would never know the answer to.  
>You climb out of the tub and walk over to the mirror.  
>You flip it slowly open, it had an assortment of make-up and first aid supplies.  
>Taking a shaky breath you reach out to white bottle.  
>You take a moment to read the label. You couldn’t understand the name of it, but it said was for pain relief.  
>You wanted to rid yourself of the ache in your hear.  
>You struggle with the lid before opening the bottle.  
>laying it next to the bathtub you sit back down in the comforting warm water.  
>You reach over a grab the bottle and stare at it a few minutes with a sorrowful look.  
>Lifting your head up, you look towards the open door of the bathroom.  
>You stare out into the dark hallway from your tub, you expect a knight in shining armor to come through and save you.  
“M-Mommy?”  
>Mommy couldn’t take away the pain this time, you were your own pain.  
>A few more tears roll down your cheeks.  
>You shake the bottle on your hoof. It shakes out seven capsules  
>Seven was a lucky number, maybe it give you good look if you took them.  
>I loved you Mommy. Why did you hurt me? Did I do something wrong?  
>How are you still hurting me if your not here?  
>You shut your eyes for a second as you shove the capsules in your mouth and swallow them.  
>You you cough and shiver as you swallow them without any liquid to aid you.  
>Taking a deep sigh you look back on to your now empty hoof.  
>You lie back down into the tub, sinking yourself deeper until the water touches your jaw.  
>The dried blood from when the door hit your nose begins to wash away .  
>It was at that point you realized your situation.  
>You sub uncontrollably as you cover your eyes again.  
“I-I’m sorry Mommy! I’ll be a good filly from now on. I’m a good filly. I swear I’m a good filly….Why won’t you take the hurt away?”  
>You suppress your sobs and statements as quietly as you can as you repeat ‘I’m a good filly’ over and over again.  
>With every time you told yourself this, you got quieter each time you said it.  
>You felt sleepy, the warm blanket that was the water felt nice.  
>It was no long you stopped saying ‘I’m a good filly’ and began mouthing a new word.  
“I’m scared Mommy”  
>You mouthed this word over and over, as your visioned began to dim, you felt the warm water wrap around you further.  
>Sleep. you needed to go to sleep. It was late and you needed to wake up early for school tomorrow.  
>You close your eyes as you felt at peace with your bed.