Most stories start off with a quote of a moment in trouble or in a field filled with beauty and excitement. Other times it is just talking about the details of which a situation is happening or where they are at. Mine is a little different. Why? Because I'm a Colt and a Father. This story is about the life that one of my sons went through. It was a hard lesson for him alongside his brother, who also went through difficult situations. My family is Pegasus' and, six years ago, we had it rough. We, the Pagers, did not have much money. We saved our bits so that our sons could go to school to learn and hopefully find the job they want in the future.
My family, Headline, is one year younger then File, his older brother. My wife, Constantia, and I, Bold, are there parents. Headline is a light gray colt with sharp glasses, Turquoise eyes, and a Black-Orange mane with a few freckles here and there but not too noticeable. File is a dark brown colt with shades and a red mane. My wife, Constantia, is a pink pony with a golden mane, her cutie mark is a picture frame, she also wears a necklace with her sons on it, and a pearl necklace she always wears since I gave it to her when I asked THE question. I, Bold, am a Black colt with a blue mane with a front page as a cutie mark and I wear normal glasses and a suit coat for work. You are probably wondering why I gave you the info about my family. Why not? I'm open to tell these things. Besides, some of these details might be very important in this story, but I will not jump ahead. So let's start the story, six years ago when my youngest son, Headline, was about to complete his first flying lesson at school.