You toss and turn all night. Whenever you fall asleep, a nightmare comes and wakes you up again. You open your eyes and peer into the darkness.
"I've read some of the stories, why aren't I a pony yet?" You close your eyes and manage to fall asleep again. You see your home. Nothing else, just your home. Then suddenly, it starts to get pulled apart. Inch by inch, piece by piece. Disappearing into the darkness. You scream, but you can't hear anything. Then you feel a heavy thumping on your chest. It's your heart trying to beat out of your chest and leave you. Like your house did. You look around you. Important things of your life are being broken. Somebody lighting your work on fire. A car bomb blowing up while a bus full of kids as it passes by. Your best friend, being shot in the head by a masked man in a military uniform. "Oh make it stop. MAKE IT STOP!" You scream at the top of your lungs, but nothing comes out. The thumping gets harder. Harder. Harder. Your chest is about to burst!
Your eyes fling open. The death and the destruction. It's all gone! You look down at your chest and find Angel. Looking very annoyed. There is a red mark on your chest where it looks like Angel has been thumping on it to wake you up. Angel has his paws over his ears as he's glaring at you. "I'm sorry little guy." You tell him in an effort to calm him down. It seems to soften him up a bit. With one last dirty look, he hops off your chest and starts for the stairs. You watch him amble his way up, and your eye catches something yellow at the top of the stairs. "Fluttershy?" You ask. You hear a small whimper from the top of the stairs and you realize what's going on. You scared her. "Fluttershy? I am sorry for scaring you. It's okay now. You can come out." You hear more whimpering and the occasional sob.
"Y-you talk in your sleep. You were t-talking about death. You were screaming for somepony not to be killed. A friend?" She begins to cry without holding back. "Y-you talk about things that were terrible. Things that haunt you. Is that where you come from? A-a world of death and destruction?"
You get up and walk over to Fluttershy. You sit next to her and tell her "There are many terrible things in my world. But there are many good things in my world too." You give her a small hug. She gives you a big, blanketing hug in return.
She sniffs and says "Maybe you can stay here instead of going back to that world. P-please don't go back to those horrors. No pony should be haunted by those!"
"I will stay." You tell her. That seems to help her feel better. "I think it’s time to go back to bed now." She tells you as she gets up and walks down the hall. You give her a nod and a smile and head back down to the couch.
You wake up and the first thing you notice is the sun. It's bathing the entire room and you assume you've slept late. You get up and stretch. Your hand doesn't seem to hurt much anymore. You think about taking the gauze off, but you decide to ask Fluttershy first. You look around for your shirt. You took it off before going to bed because you really didn't want to sleep in a bloody shirt. You look everywhere, even under the couch. But you can't seem to find it! You take a quick look out the window and see your shirt soaking by a pond. "Fluttershy thinks of everything" you tell yourself as you walk out the door. You walk over to the pond to pick up your shirt. All the stains are gone! "I didn't know they had bleach in Equestria" You tell yourself as you slip it on. With a quick look around, you decide that nobody's home and start walking down the path to, from all the bronyness in you that you know by heart, to be sugar cube corner.
While you’re walking up the pathway to sugar cube corner, Pinkie is planning a surprise for you. “I’ve never thrown a party for a new creature in Equestria before! This will be massive party! Bigger than all the other ones put together! Everypony will be invited!"
"Now hold on there sugar cube, I know you throw a party for every new thing in Ponyville, but, we don't exactly want to overwhelm him right away now do we?" Applejack overhears Pinkie and cuts in.
"I guess not." Pinkie says, a little bummed because somepony didn't like the idea of her welcoming party.
"I agree. We should ask him before we do anything rash." Says Rarity as she walks up to Pinkie.
As you walk up the dirt path, you start to notice strange and subtle things in the landscape. First, the clouds aren't moving, but you already knew why. Second, the grass everywhere is neatly tended to. Even all the way out there. As you examine the tracks on the road, you don't notice a Pegasus is circling overhead.
You find some entertainment by kicking a round rock as you walk up the road. Then, totally by surprise, you get tackled from behind and lifted into the air. Your unknown assailant has grabbed you under the arms and is lifting you. Higher, higher. You hang on for dear life as the Pegasus lifts you into the clouds.