I was only nine years old. I loved Maud so much, I saw all of the fanfiction and fanart. I pray to Maud every night before bed, thanking her for the life I’ve been given. "Maud is Love," I said. "Maud is life."My dad hears me and calls me a f-----. I knew he was just jealous of my devotion to Maud. I called him a c---. He slaps me and tells me to go to sleep. I’m crying now, and my face hurts. I lay in bed, and it’s really cold. A warmth is moving towards me. I feel something touch me. It’s Maud. I’m so happy. She whispers in my ear:

"This is my rock."

She grabs me with her powerful rock-busting hooves, and bends over. I’m ready. She spreads for me.

It feels like the inside of a rock grinder, but I do it for Maud. I push even harder. I want to please Maud. She murmurs a roar of pleasure.

My Dad walks in. Maud looks him straight in the eye and says, "I’ve culminated four times."

Maud leaves through my window.

Maud is Love. Maud is Life

-Itsthinking.