A Pony Masquerade

Part two chapter one: Rememberance

Celadon PoV.

I curled myself into a camouflaged ball of leaves near a park path.

I can't really remember what's happened over the last couple months. Well, I think it's been months, judging by the fact that it's early autumn.

So, instead of trying to remember, I just lay there on the cold grass, and thought.

I thought about where I came from. Where I was going. Deep stuff.

None of it really matters.

Ponies always say stuff like, "the past is past, the future isn't here yet, so live in today."

Those are lies.

The past is what makes us who we are. Whether we like it or not, the ponies that were affected by their own past, created ours. And in turn, that created us.

When somepony says to let go of the past, they're telling you to forget who you are, leave behind what makes you, you.

Don't forget the past, hold it tight. You are who your past made you. Be proud.

But be wary.

The future might not be here now, but when tomorrow becomes today, then what. You can't just stop worrying about what might happen because it's not happening right now. That's madness.

Use what you learned from your past, and prepare for the future. Don't be caught unprepared.

Your life, past, present, and future, is what makes up who you are.

Now I'm going to tell you what makes me who I am.

Starting with the earliest memory I have.

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(Past arc will be in present tense.)

Celadon PoV.

I'm lying in my parents' bed. They're here with me.

I snuggle closer to my mama, wiping my tears on her shoulder.

My papa is on the other side of the bed. I snuggled with him earlier.

I wish they could hug me back. I wish my mama and papa would wake up.

A little orange plastic bottle with a bunch of white pills is spilled over the bedside table. They both had some. Mama ate some first. Then papa got really sad when he saw mama eat them, so he ate some. Now they won't wake up.

I tried to get them to wake up. I called for help when they didn't.

The stallion on the phone said they won't wake up.

He said that he'll come over and pick me and my parents up, and he'll find a place for me to stay.

I wanna stay right here at home.

I don't wanna go anywhere.

I'm gonna stay right here and sleep with my mama and papa.

I can't see through my tears.

"Goodnight mama," I whisper, "Goodnight papa."

I feel really tired.

I'll just take a nap with my mama.

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Kind of a short chapter. It's just to start the past arc, which is about Celadon's life.

I thought it was a little weird that I decided to make the present arc in past tense,

And the past arc in present tense. Oh well.

I hope you like it.