I wanted to find a room, rush myself into it, quickly close the door to that room, and locking it. Then, I wanted to fall upon a bed where I would stuff my head inside of a pillow, and cry. Alone-- Silently. No one could see me that way, and that was for the best.

To most, I didn't have emotions... But, if you seen the moon side of me, AKA my emotional side, you would see that I am actually very sensitive deep down.

He looked at me with deep eyes. His eyes were quick, as they raced back and forth to the tears in my eyes, to the mouth tremble that I had.

"...Shadow?" He asked, reaching out what seemed to be a hoof but it was a paw. I could tell it was a paw, even though it appeared like a hoof.

I shook my head twice, and I backed away and trembled. I shook with fear. Why was I afraid of him? Why was I scared? Wait... Was I having visions inside of my vision? Dear Luna, that was indeed confusing.

I backed into a wall. I shrunk down low, and I placed my paws over myself as I was lowering myself in fear. I had my paws blocking my face, as if I was going to get hurt from him. Was I? I didn't know. I felt like I was going to get hurt by everypony, someway or another...

"I-I'm not going to hurt you." He said in a soft and comforting tone. He reached his paw out even more. I began backing into that wall, again and again, wanting to escape. I wanted to escape badly. Why? If not to take deadly aim, why would he not hurt me?

He finally placed his paw on my shoulder.