My Life: a Poem All my life, I have thought. What is the point of living? My life is depressing, no point to it. Why should I keep living? To love, to fear? Be feared? Be loved?
A Random Poem Why m' I writin' this, Why re' you readin' this. I guess we don't know! Yer' still readin' this, Thank ye', do you know? This poem is random.
Cupcakes: Alternate EndingDash walked into Sugarcube Corner, as the pink pony shoved a cupcake in her mouth."Like it? I made them especially for you!!!""They're great!! I feel a little tired, I sh--" Dash fell asleep, not knowing what to expect.She woke up to find herself in total darkness, strapped to a freezing, metal table."Pinkie? Where are you? It's too dark in here." Dash said, now terrified."You'd be sorry for what you'd see!!" Pinkie Pie exclaimed as she turned on the lights.Dash looked around in horror for what she saw. There were cutie marks, pony skulls, Pegisi wings, and Unicorn horns hanging from the wall or sitting on shelves. She then saw Pinkie Pie in a dress made of Cutie marks and wings. She was also wearing a Unicorn horn necklace."What are you doing!! Is this what happened to all the others that went missing?!?Dash said, regretting saying it."Yeah, they didn't put up much of a fight. I was hoping they would!!" Pinkie chattered, cheerfully."Why am I here!! Why are you doing this!!"