1) After you were old enough, you either became one of the older kids that looked out for the younger ones, putting your life on the line, or you walked quickly everywhere and hid.

I didn’t walk fast enough.

It lasted until I got this scar I cover up on my stomach, and it ended the way it began. I may not have always been shackled, but I was enslaved for a long time.

2) Because she moved back home.

… I miss her.

3) Too overt. She’s way more passive aggressive than that. Plus, she doesn’t hate me. She just thinks I’m a useless drain-on-society. At least that’s what I coxed out of Bon-Bon once.

4) Hmm…

5) Ow. I used to know a stallion that loved that game, but I never played it.

6) I dunno. I guess I’m supposed to be a pillar of virtue or something, in which circumstances are ignored and all things must be equal.

I’m lazy, I’m nosy, I don’t have a proper education, my grades were poor, I was promiscuous, and let’s be honest, I’ve contradicted myself more than once. I don’t know why anypony would look up to me.