It had been an emotional roller-coaster... I felt like I had said many farewells, and it felt like I was loosing so many ponies that I loved. I felt accomplished about something, and i felt happy about leaving... But, there's always some bitter sweetness about leaving something, because when you usually leave something, you usually leave something behind that you loved.

I had planned something. Actually, it was just me meeting up with a pony that I felt such closeness to... It had been a very short period of time, but it felt like forever. It felt like I knew this pony ever since I was able to make friends. I felt like he was like a brother to me... I trusted him, that's for sure.

I felt very confused, and I questioned myself. He had promised me something. He had promised me to tell a secret of his.

I always came up with different situations and possibilities of an outcome when I wait for something to be done/told to me. I always fantasize of what might happen... I always daydream, and dream about what will happen... And, most of the times, my dreams are correct.

I wondered what his secret was... I had one crazy possibility that I doubted. And, I knew in my mind that it wouldn't happen. It couldn't, right?
The secret that I thought he might say, but doubted, was that he had a crush on me. But, I don't know.

Whenever I think somepony has a crush on me, or somepony admits that they do, I always doubt it no matter what. It can't be true. I didn't want it to be true. I couldn't be loved. It was impossible for somepony to love me.
Who could/would love a girl with scars? I sighed.