Her First Night

[NomadSpellbrush 1,291]

As she lies down on her stained, stinking mat which barely cushioned her against the cold ground, Twilight exhaled heavily as tears began to fall down her face as thoughts began again to race through her mind. She began think about things she had already thought about. She knows that the Want-it-Need-It Spell she casted was a Class 3 Banned spell, and that Mr. Cake had died in the scuffle that followed. Twilight knew that she would be held accountable for her reckless actions and lack of judgement.

Nevertheless, she kept wondering about several things; How long was Princess Celestia going to put her away? Will her friends and family still love her when she gets out? Will her life return to normal after she had served her sentence? What will happen to Spike while she's incarcerated? What will happen to her in prison? Just the thought of having to spend years in a dingy, cold prison cell far away from her friends and family and surrounded by criminals sent chills down her spine. All of these questions and more would be answered tomorrow, when she goes to court to be judged and sentenced.

"Get a hold of yourself Twilight." She said to herself. "You'll make it out of this. You can get through." To alleviate stress and to take her mind off her predicament Twilight thought back on the days when she was a little girl. She was a lonely little filly, with no friends and was socially awkward throughout most of her childhood. But despite her anxiety, she always had Princess Celestia to comfort her. She had always looked up to the Princess as something of a second mother who guided her when she needed her the most. But has her heart began to warm up from her sweet fillyhood memories, it fell back into a state of cold sadness and fear, because that same Princess that she loved her whole life was now  going to put her away in prison to live with other criminals. Tears flooded down Twilight's face with hard and heavy sobbing. Eventually her tears began to form a puddle on the cold, dusty, concrete floor. Truly, her heart was broken.

For those of you who do not know what is going on here, this is part of a Fanfic that I have been working on for some time now. If you want more info on it; click here: http://forum.deviantart.com/art/literature/2289600/

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