Sunset was broken down. She was a brick wall before, she was broken down then rebuilt, now she’s being demolished. The worst part? She’s being Destroyed for no reason at all. Everyone thinks that she’s the imfamous cyber-bully Anon-a-miss. Everyone does. Her friends do, Her classmates do, even the school staff does. No matter what, she can’t gain anything because no one wants to give her any sympathy. She had literally nothing...Except herself.

She cried herself to sleep. She had done it ever since her friends ditched her. She had nothing left, so why not? However, if she couldn’t, she’d put on her song. The song that truly spoke to her. It was a song that was slow, sad, and everything for her. A song called Dream your dream.

She’d put it on her phone as she cried herself to sleep. She’d even sing the lyrics sometimes. It was a song about monsters in your mind. It was a song about monsters in your dreams. It was a song that reminds you, that no matter how scary, how sad, or how unfair a dream is, it’s just a dream. It’s not real. It reminds you that these monsters in your dreams are nothing compared to the monsters outside. The people outside. The...beings outside.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ITy4VVHghiQ

“Hush now...Drift off to sleep. Reality a memory,” She sang to herself. She stopped singing to cry into her pillow. Her bed, her pillow, and her mind was her only escape from everything outside. No matter what happens in her dreams, it’s just in her mind. Have a dream. It’s better than crying all night. It’s better than anything else now. It’s better then people. Those people are the real monsters. Not the ones in her head. Her friends have turned into Idle creatures hostile to her, her classmates are all bullies to her, and no one will ever love or like her again. But that might just happen...in a dream.

“So dream, dream, dream your dream, Cause when you’re awake, the nightmare awaits,” She sang again. Her dreams were like the life she wanted. The life she wanted to live. The life that was like the life before. Her life now was a nightmare. Something that happens when you go to sleep.

“It’s a fantasy, they’ll be seeing you soon. Nowhere left to go, terrors keep breaking through,” She sang again. Her dream was a fantasy, and the people in her fantasy were the people that she wanted to see. The people that wanted to see her. The people that wanted to see her happy. But no matter what happens, the terrors of People thinking she’s anon-a-miss kept breaking through her dreams and her life, making it all a nightmare. There was nowhere left to go, except her dreams. The only peaceful place left.

“A music box that creaks. The melody beings a seldom peace,” She sang. This song was her only music box. It was a song that was everything about her, and everything to calm her from her nightmare life and her nightmare of a mind.

“But only for one more breath, the last one you might have left,” She sang. Every since Anon-a-miss showed up, she has had no room for breath. There was no where to hide from all the hate. From all the rage. From all the misdirected finger pointing. Yet, it would never stop. Her last breath was before Anon-a-miss was created. This song and herself was everything she had left.

“The ticking clock, breaks the spell with every beat,” She sang. For every second passing, the hatred from everyone just kept boiling. Kept getting hotter, and hotter, and hotter. Nothing could cool it, and nothing will ever cool it. This was her life now. An endless torment of misdirected hate and rage. From glares and looks, to psychical confrontation and even just punches and slaps.

“Illusion of not, you are safe for now,” She sang. A dream is just an illusion. Nothing in it is real, but it could be the safest place imaginable. It’s all about the dream and what happens outside the dream, and now, a dream, no matter how weird it is, is the safest place imaginable...But that might soon change.

Maud Pie. She was Sunset’s roommate. She was another one that believed that sunset was Anon-a-miss, but not after tonight. Tonight was the fateful night that everything would change.

Up at night, maud pie was getting food for boulder. What else would she be doing. Heading back to her room, she passed sunset’s. Her blank expression was disgusted by sunset. She was a new person, and then she went back to her old ways. She scoffed, but then she heard something in her room. It was...crying. She was crying? Maud opened the door a crack and saw sunset was crying into her pillow. This wasn’t what maud expected.

Her eyebrows raised as she heard what song was playing, and even more when she heard sunset singing it. Maud had heard this song before, and she liked it as well, but she also knew the meaning of the song. She then realized 2 things. 1, sunset couldn’t be Anon-a-miss. It doesn’t make sense. If she was crying into her pillow while listening and even singing this song, why would she continue posting? It wouldn’t make sense in any which way. The second thing she realized was the sunset. was depressed. It was so obvious to her now. Her amber skin was now a very light white. Her red and yellow hair was flat and darker. She was as depressed as you can get. Maud had to fix this, and she knew how to.

The next day, Sunset woke up with soaked pillow. She then smelled...Tea? She opened her eyes and saw maud with a little table with a tea cup on it. Sunset sat up and looked at maud.

“I know your not Anon-a-miss. It became so obvious to me last night as you cried to sleep with that song playing. I am sorry,” Maud said as she showed very little emotion, but it was still obvious. She wasn’t lying. Sunset now cried. She cried tears of joy. She finally had a friend in this war. She got up out of bed and hugged maud, crying into her pajama shirt.

“Easy there. Boulder’s in my pocket,” Maud said. Sunset didn’t loosen her grip, and maud thought, ‘ehh...she needs this,’ as maud sat down her tea cup and hugged Sunset back with the same grip.

“Thank you maud. Thank you so much. But how are we gonna convince everyone else?” Sunset asked. Maud pulled out her phone. On it was a recording of sunset crying into the pillow, with the song going on.

“I’ll bring this to the rainbooms. Maybe this will show the bitches what really happened,” Maud said without any expression. Sunset looked at her with a smirk. This would be good.

Anon-a-miss had struck again. This was about rarity’s dresses, and it was hurtful. The girls had waited at the sunset’s locker to confront her. But instead, when they got there, they saw maud.

“Maud? What are you doing here?” Rainbow asked.

“I’m here to show you bitches that sunset couldn’t be Anon-a-miss,” Maud said, which had everyone, especially pinkie, taken aback. No one had heard maud swear before.

“What do you mean. Of course it’s Sunset,” Aj said to her face.

“Sure. Then explain this,” Maud said as she pulled out her phone and showed them the video. It was a 1 minute video of Sunset crying into her pillow and singing along to the song Dream your dream. “She didn’t know I took this until this morning. Me and her wanted you Dumb fucks to know that she couldn’t be Anon-a-miss. It wouldn’t make sense,” Maud said, with everyone now getting cold feet. “If she truly was Anon-a-miss, she wouldn’t be fucking crying into her pillow listening to one of the best songs for depression. Yeah, Sunset’s fucking depressed. Wanna know why? Cause her best friends left her thinking that she’s a monster now. A few little secrets are the things that sent you overboard? Her becoming a literal demon, yeah. I can see that, but even if she is Anon-a-miss, really? A few secrets exposed are the thing that sends you overboard. And I don’t even wanna hear anyone say that they were big secrets either. A nickname and photos of a sleepover are apparently enough to abandon your friend. Now, I don’t know you 4 that well, so who knows. Maybe that’s just how you 4 operate. But pinkie? Pinkie pie. My sister who has a party planned for literally any occasion. My sister who can cheer anyone up with just a look. My sister who would never give up on a friend. I’m disappointed in you.” Maud had gone on a rampage. Pinkie was flat now with a river of tears, Fluttershy might as well be the ocean, Rarity’s mascara was running, Rainbow was trying to be tough, and Aj was sitting down, crying into her arms.

“Maybe if you’d just listen to her, she wouldn’t bE FUCKING WORRYING AND STRESSING AND NOT BEING ABLE TO SLEEP AT NIGHT!” Maud expression had changed, and the entire school was silent. “Me and sunset will be a sugarcube corner if you wanna talk later,” Maud said before walking away. The girls were now stone. They had no idea what to say. There was only one thing to do. Meet them both.

Sunset had written to Twilight about it, and twilight was pissed. Now Sunset’s got 2 allies. Maud pie and Princess Twilight sparkle. They were all waiting at sugar cube corner. Patiently waiting for them to arrive. Sunset had actually put on another of her favorite songs, a bitter end.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xasuMEESUoY

It was at least 5 minutes until they arrived. There was silence for a while. The only sound was the music, which was making the rainbooms uneasy if you’d listen to it.

“So...tell me. Why didn’t you ever think to listen to me about any of this,” Sunset asked them.

“Well...There really isn’t an excuse. We were just so into thinking about the past and not the present. We weren’t thinking straight, and we truly are sorry. If there’s something we can do to have us prove ourselves, you name it. We’ll do it,” Rainbow dash said sobbing. The other girls were also crying rivers.

“I wanna know why the hell you didn’t even trust sunset. She literally saved your asses and everyone elses from the sirens. Why didn’t you even consider, oh I don’t know, THINKING!?” Twilight was raging, but Sunset cut her off by sticking her hand in her face and lowering it, signalling to her not to continue.

“Like with the last one, ah really don’t have an excuse for me, nor for anyone. There’s no reason we didn’t talk to you about it,” aj said. Sunset was agitated, but understanding.

“Well...I would say I’m done with you, but That would be hypocritical. I was once told everyone deserves a second chance, and here we are with you guys. This is your second chance,”

”Don’t fuck it up.”
”Don’t fuck it up.”
”Don’t fuck it up.”

Author's Notes:

I have done the tradition of doing something with Anon-a-miss like every other writer on here. Look at me mom! I’m just like everyone else.

Dream your Dream and lyrics owned by Tryhardninja
A bitter end owned by groundbreaking.