Thirty Minute Pony Stories

Oh. You jerks are all still here, huh? I told you to get lost, and now I’m doing something about it. Just like I promised, I’m kicking all of you out right here and-

Stop! What do you think you’re doing?

Oh, you finally caught up, huh? You should be pleased to know that I’m getting rid of all of these lame followers! Who the hell even cares about fanfiction anyway? So many people on here are just wasting their time writing little pointless little thirty-minute stories that at the end of the day don’t even mean anything! Even you, and even me.

What? What are you talking about?

I am you, and you are me.

What?! That’s crazy! I-I mean, you look like me, but you don’t sound anything like me!

That’s because I’m what you want to be! Everything you secretly desire, I represent! Deep down, you think all of these stories are lame and pointless, right? You hate being a mod since you could honestly care less!

No! Stop it! You’re not me at all!

Heh heh heh, I was hoping you’d say that.

I still have no idea what’s going on, but while I try to get rid of this…thing, I suppose I might as well run with this and change the prompt I had in mind.

The prompt: Somepony confronts their inner demons.

(This is a thirty-minute writing prompt. In the spirit of Super Saturdays, you will have seven hours to submit stories today! As such, the prompt will close at 7:00 PM PST, 10:00 PM EST, so get to writing!)

I am a Shadow, the true self…