The world I live in now is a strange, magical one. It consists primarily of horse people, of what I've seen so far, and some horses seem to have magic powers, some can fly, and... some can't do either. There are pegasi, unicorns, and normal horses. Well, as normal as can be, they have disturbingly huge googly eyes that gave me the willies until I adjusted. The world itself is your typical fantasy setting. If you were to ask me if it was A: 'A children's cartoon show' or B: 'A dangerous, monster filled death trap.' I would say, "Yes." Seriously, this town gets attacked by something different every week. It was less horrifying and more inconvenient when the giant parasite spider broke into the orphanage a while back.

Speaking of orphanages,  I began my new journey into horse land being the humble occupation of a pegasus orphan. You would assume the strangest part of this new body would be my wings. They don't weird me out much; It's because they're so alien that I'm not bothered actually. I can't easily relate to it so it doesn't screw me up, learning to flap them is like learning to walk. It was the hind legs that threw me for a loop. It's like having backward kneecaps. I still feel weird every time I bend those suckers. The mental image that I was walking like a dinosaur really helped me take a shine to the change of my mobile functions.

I spent a lot of my early days slamming my head into the ground. The lack of muscle and balance really stood out, but unlike a child who would give up after a couple tries and wait a bit, I was relentless. I wanted to move, I was stuck in a warm, wet flesh sack for over 9 months and I was done being stationary thank you. It drove the orphanage care taker absolutely nuts. He had a hard time watching the others because of me. Whenever his back was turn I just got up and right back at it... Thinking about that, I feel a little bad for causing him so much grief.

Oh yeah, babies hit their heads against a wall because it gives them a bit of a high. I learned that the fun way!

You would think that being an adult would give me an advantage on my learning curve, and you'd be right, being an adult gives me a HUGE advantage on my learning curve. Normal babies pay attention to the silence between words and how words are grouped together. After religiously studying adults talking, they usually are able to go from crying and moaning to babbling things that sound similar to words in a year. By the time they're two, babies generally can say words and form short sentences. I am currently six years old I can articulate as well as an adult. Regardless of the fact that I have better temperament than a child I still had to work pretty hard to get there.

This does bring up the question, how exactly does my brain function? I'm not an expert in any sense on the human mind, but at the very least my prerequisite psychology courses taught me that certain mental concepts don't form in the brain until you are older. Using the most simple example I know, newborn babies can't comprehend that an object that left their sight still exists. I think even before that, anything that leaves a baby's sight they completely forget about. Yet here I am able to remember the face of the mare who gave birth to me this time round.

...I think I may have come to terms with reincarnation a little too easy. Then again, I did have a month to myself in the womb with nothing to do but think...

Anyway, obviously my brain development does not follow the standard procedure. Is it the memories of my spirit or something? I mean, technically I should have no memories of my previous life since this isn't my original brain. One could argue that possibly my memories were transplanted from one brain to another, but that sounds as equally difficult as "I decided to pluck his spirit away from the afterlife and shove it into a horse fetus." Let's not even get started on WHO reincarnated me, if anyone did at all.

I think I would have to have some sort of prodigy scientist who happened to have incredible powers tying into the spirit of this universe or world examine me, but fat chances of someone like THAT living around town...

I apologize, I went on a tangent, I believe I was talking about learning how to talk and read.

I couldn't make out what anyone was saying, so instead of focusing on everything at once like a normal baby, I narrowed down my efforts to things I valued more. I was ahead of the curve when it came to speech because I tried to cheat and learned how to read first. The head of the orphanage, a nice stallion by the name of Special Touch who-

Stop laughing, he's a really swell guy.

A nice stallion by the name Special Touch, who helped me learn to read after watching me stare intensely at books for a couple weeks. He would grab picture books and point towards pictures of a drawing while saying the word associated with it. I am proud to say that by the time I was three and a half,  I could read a daring do novel with only a little help now and then. I read, a lot. I would request trips to the library a check out books whenever I could. My nickname around the orphanage soon became bookworm.

Funny things about words, You could have wide vocabulary, and a firm grasp on what the words meant, but unless you heard them spoken out loud, it's a little hard to know how to know how they're pronounced. Which I learned the hard way. After a few conversations with the kids in the orphanage and Mr.Touch, I quickly realized that I was pronouncing a little over half of the words I knew wrong. It was a bit embarrassing.

Through books and speech I learned a lot of things. I live in the magical land called Equestria. These are ponies, not horses. They are called earth ponies, pegasi, and unicorns. This is a kingdom technically, not a nation. It is ruled by two alicorns by the name of Celestia and Luna, furthermore, A nearby kingdom called the Crystal Empire is ruled by the alicorn niece of our rulers. Interestingly enough, another alicorn lives in our town by the name of Twilight Sparkle, and while she is in a definite position of power, she's more of a governor than a flat out queen like Celestia and Luna. Technically they're all princesses but I find that a bit silly, it's a little difficult to know where they all are in standing of another when they all carry the same title.

Despite living in the same town as Princess Sparkle I've never had the pleasure of getting to see her in person. To be honest I know next to nothing about her except for the fact that she used to be Princess Celestia's student and now she's an alicorn. History books don't actually state much about the alicorns oddly enough. Everything I said before about them as been through what I heard from others, mostly Mr.Touch. The closest thing I found to a historical document was a picture book retelling how Princess Celestia and Luna fought and Celestia banished Luna into the moon for a thousand years.

That helped me realize that getting on any of the royalty's bad side would be a terrible, terrible idea.

I should probably talk about my life in the orphanage a bit.

I live there with four other orphans currently. I would have to imagine none of their parents live in town, especially in a small village this. Speaking of which we have a huge gaudy castle taking up one fourth of the town-

Ah, I'm getting off topic.

I was shipped off in a boxed-in flying vehicle that took me from some floating cloud town with rainbow lakes and waterfalls. I think this orphanage might be a popular dumping spot for parents who want insurance that they won't ever see their child again, which is a bit sad.

One of them is a tiny little mare named Sweet Deal. She's about 3 years old and I was sad to see the poor thing arrive. I've tried my best to a good older brother figure to her. I'm gotta say, playing with babies is a lot more tedious than I first thought. What she found incredibly entertaining was really boring to me.

Then's there Silver Sword and Golden Gun, they're both earth pony mares. I think ponies are named after their calling in life, because Silver loves hitting other kids with sticks while Golden likes throwing rocks at them. They're fraternal twins, at the age of 12. Those two are pretty much peas in a pod, and they don't take kindly to someone messing with the other one. They're both tolerant of me, but it's obviously they think of me as that really annoying little kid they wish wasn't underfoot all the time. Because of that, I generally leave those two alone. Their favorite activity is to rough house anyway.

The last one is a pegasus mare by the name of Scootaloo. She's 26 and she's lived here her whole life. She has two close friends named Applebloom and Sweetie Belle who come by often to invite her along on... whatever it is they do. Scootaloo's wings don't work properly, because of that, she can't fly. She loves athletic activities though, so she frequently is seen doing what looks like parkour to me along with going through obstacle courses on a motorcycle. Despite owning a motorcycle, she seems to prefer riding a scooter around town when not in a hurry. She acts like a big sister to the rest of us here. She's definitely a tomboy, and teases me a lot for liking to read so much. It's pretty obvious she doesn't mean anything by it though.

Only other people- er, ponies of note are Mr.Touch and Pinkie Pie. Mr.Touch is really motherly for a male, absurdly so. Because of his permissive nature, I've made him go nuts while growing up. He's not as concerned about me as he is about Gold and Silver, but he's still wary of me. Pinkie is... The Pink One concerns me. She only shows up to throw parties, usually for someone's birthday, and she has WAY too much fun playing with little kids. No normal, healthy minded individual is that excited to be around children. I've got my eye on her...

Most of time, I'm either reading a book, or playing with Sweet. That's about to change soon though.

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