My name is David Taylor. I don't know if anyone will believe me, hell, I doubt anyone even cares. No one has ever cared about me. Well, not in this world anyway. Listen to me ramble on, I probably sound like a psychopath. What I'm about to tell you is the truth. The truth of the wonderful events that happened to me last summer. The truth of how I lived my most longed for dream. The truth of how I traveled to Equestria.

It all started last summer. I had just gotten out of school and it was nearing my birthday. Unfortunately, I couldn't be excited because the last day of school was the most humiliating day of my life.

I wasn't the most popular kid in my grade to begin with. You know, I'm not gonna sugarcoat it; I had no friends. I was really antisocial and pretty small and scrawny for my age. People made fun of me all the time, but my school wasn't going to do anything about it of course. My high school doesn't exactly have the best disciplinary system. And the fact that it's filled with judgmental stuck up jerks of people didn't help my situation. But anyway, I was a brony, but not hard core 100% proud of it. I was a closet brony, and I was more or less ashamed of it. I never wanted anyone to find out. Our washing machine hadn't been working for a while, so the only clean shirts I had were pony shirts that I only wore around the house because no one was ever home. It was the last day of school, so I didn't really have a choice, I'd just wear a jacket over it so no one would notice. It all went smooth until fifth hour: P.E. Being the idiot I am, I forgot I had on my pony shirt when we changed into our uniforms, so when I took off my jacket, it didn't take long for the douchebag jocks of my class to notice.

"What the hell? Haha! Check it out guys, Little Davey watches my little ponies!" said one.

"Holy shit, I knew you were weird, but you're a horse fucker too? This is hilarious!" said another.

"Called it! I knew he was gay! Johnny, you totally owe me that 20 dollars we bet on!" said another.

I just stood there, not knowing what to do. "I-I don't watch My Little Pony..." I said weakly.

"Haha! Yeah right! Look guys, his face is red! Someone record this!"

I looked around as all the guys in the locker room laughed at me, save for one quiet kid who never said much anyway. He just continued to get dressed as if nothing was happening. I couldn't handle the abuse of it all. I got dressed as soon as possible and went out to P.E. hoping to avoid them all. It didn't work of course, they followed me and mocked me the whole class period. And it just got worse.

Throughout the rest of the day, more people than usual shoved me and punched my books out of my hands. They laughed hysterically as they said, "Brony!" and walked away. I couldn't handle it all. I could not wait for the final bell to ring for summer vacation. Until that precious moment came, I was being bullied by the same people, over and over again, unable to do anything about it.

I walked home that day, alone as usual and more depressed than ever. I had came home from school feeling like crap before, but this was a new low. I was utterly sad.

I didn't have anyone to console me, either. No friends...no friendly people...not even my parents. But that wasn't new, they were never home. Always working with no time for family. Or so they say. I sulked into my room, closed the door, and threw my backpack on my bed. I followed suite and plopped myself lazily on the uncomfortable mattress. I looked at the ceiling, just thinking about my life.

No friends. No parents to love me and be here for me. No joy in life. Why am I here? Why is this me? Why?

I thought for a while, even thinking about my dad's guns in his closet.

It's only one bullet...I don't see why not...

Who am I kidding, no one would miss me anyway.

I rolled over and saw my laptop. Maybe some MLP will make me feel better. Might as well. It's not like I have anything else.

Over the next few days, I started watching a lot of My Little Pony. I had always loved the community more than the show, so I had only seen a few episodes, but now that I was truly sad for the first time in a very long time, I finally appreciated the happiness and perfection of the colorful pony world, and I wished so badly to have the opportunity to live there. Away from all the judgment. Away from all the pain.

By the time I was halfway through season 3, it was the night before my birthday. I almost forgot. The only thing that reminded me was the calendar on my laptop that sent me a notification every time it was close to my birthday.

I was nearing the end of "Wonderbolt Academy", when I suddenly got unnaturally tired. I could hardly stay awake for the conclusion of it. The ending of this episode seemed a bit strange, and at the time I thought I was just imagining things from being tired, but now I know it wasn't a hallucination. The thing that seemed strange was that Princess Celestia suddenly appeared. I hadn't seen the episode before, but I was fairly certain she wasn't supposed to be in it.

Where it seemed like the episode should've ended, Celestia just looked straight at the screen and said, "I know what you have been through. All of the challenges through your life. All of your worries will end by morning." And then it ended.

When the credits finally rolled, I turned off my laptop and jumped into bed, thinking about what I just saw. "It was probably just my imagination." I said to myself, but yet... It felt so real, and after the episode I felt so happy, like I was finally going to be taken care of. Like I was finally going to have someone who cares. I drifted to sleep, dreaming of Equestria and all of the happiness that came with it.

Author's Notes:

NOTICE: THIS IS AN EDITED VERSION OF THE ORIGINAL CHAPTER BECAUSE IT WAS AN UTTER PIECE OF CAT FECES. So this is my first attempt at a fanfic. I really hope you guys enjoy what I have in store for the story. The really fun parts of the story don't start until about chapter 8 or 9 but most of the chapters before that are pretty short, so hang in there!