Where to begin; lets see about 3 months ago I became a brony. I guess you could consider  the average way someone becomes one, is by either seeing it online or someone telling you about it and you become curious. But with me it was a bit different. Now i don't usually watch TV due to it only being filled with the rubbish it is but I woke up feeling a little... couragous I guess you could say.

I have a bit of a messed up DVR so it turns on playing a random channel. I turned it one today to find it on the Hub, with My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic on. At first I was about to change but the animation caught my attention so I watched and became quickly addicted. That particular episode was the 7th episode of the first season, Dragonshy. Fluttershy quickly became my favorite pony due to me and her being so alike; I am incredibly shy.  

Within the next few weeks, I grew accustomed to getting home from school (I'm a Junior in highschool) and have a constant marathon of watching every episode. I guess you could call me a little obssessed but I guess I just needed something to draw my attention away from the weary world we live in today.

The show helped I guess, even though I knew the world would never grow to be as friendly as the mares and colts are in MLP.

A few weeks pass and after I had watched every episode, I started to read the fanfics. starting with My Little Dashie. What can I say, I cried my eyes out. It was beyond good and I've never cried from a book or a story before.

Now that there's a bit of background info, we can get on to the real story rather than my boring life

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Today started off normally; got to school early, talked with a few friends that sort of thing. But as it progessed things slowly drifted to me not having such a wonderful day. For one, my girlfriend broke up with me. It wasn't anything serious as for we only were dating for a month so I just shrugged it off and tried to continue my day. The next thing was for my sketchbook filled to the brim with my mlp drawings, was burnt in front of my eyes by some redneck douchebags who decided it would be a jolly good time. The bad part was that the principle watched and did NOTHING. They went off with a warning. I went off with the emotional scarring of being called a fag and ponyboy; plus all my hard work in those drawings was wasted. Things only got worse as for my laptop's OS got deleted by some punk who thought it would be funny to delete my system32 folder.

As you can tell... it wasnt a good day lol.

Luckily I at least had my Ipod that has all the mlp episodes on it so I tried to make the best out of it. I walked to the park and just kept watching. Very soon though, night fell and my battery started to get low. I removed my headphones and put my Ipod in my sock for safe keeping (my pockets had holes in them).

I then just layed back in the grass and looked up at the stars. I always loved looking up at them with my parents when I was younger. I wish I could go back to that time to where Mom hadn't overdosed and Dad was still around. Me and Dad would get up almost every morning before the sun rose just to look at the starry heavens. Mom would always have breakfast waiting for when we got back. Now all I see looking up is smog from the city that had been built around what used to be a small farming community.

I fell asleep there dreaming of the past.

I woke up with a start as a loud sound had scared the bejeezus out of me. I sat up and looked around. It was still dark out but nothing seemed out of the ordinary, at least for what ordinary was here anyway. I tried to put the sound out of mind as I checked my watch. It was about 2:30 AM. I let out a sigh and layed back down and closed my eyes. The curiousity of what the sound was drived my eyes to open.

What I saw is almost impossible to describe.