Hey there, my name is Clemente. I heard of my friends writing stories about their adventures, and i thought I'd let you know of mine. I'm sure that mine isn't as hopeful as theirs, I didn't even go on the adventure for the same reason. Sure I turned into Fluttershy, and I went to New York to help fix the problem. But my reason was more selfish at first.
While some people were probably ecstatic about their transformation I was a little less cheerful about it. The only reason i wanted to go to New York to help at first was because I wanted to not be so much of an outcast to my own family. I just wanted to be able to sit with all of my family once more.
It wasn't very Fluttershy of me to be so strong and make it through the trip. it wasn't very Clemente of me to be very strong. But I found purpose for my strength, even if it was a little misplaced. Strength helped me make it through the trials this journey threw at us, including pony hate groups and various other problems. the thing I was scared of most was my family, I wasn't afraid of them so much as being afraid of not being with them anymore.