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// Chapter 1: Story of My life. 
// Story: The Magic Coin. 
// by imgonenow 
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(Sorry if this story is a big piece of crap, but if it goes well, I will get to chapter send in chapter 2. Plus if you can draw, pm me, I need a cover. Don’t forget to THUMB, COMMENT and if you like it TRACK.)


Every day was the same old routine: I would wake up, get dressed, have break fast in the mess hall, go to school, then come back to the orphanage, study, play video games. Up till now, my day would be grey and sad but I would watch some sweet My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, the only thing that lights up my day, bring me cheer, and keeps me going, giving me hope that, one day, I will be adopted by a caring family.
The part of the city where I lived didn’t bring any light to my heart. Every day was cloudy, fogy, and most of the time: raining. At night the sky would get clear and the moon would shine through my bedroom window, shine on my face, some times I would hear gun shots, police cars with their alarms on and car crashes, they allways wake me up. Most of my time of sleeping was replaced with day dreaming about what it would be like to be in Equestria, living the life of a pony, and enjoy the way of life. I would dream about flying with Rainbow Dash, partying with Pinkie Pie, taking care of animals with Fluttyshy, studying with Twilight Sparkle, helping out Apple Jack, and going to the spa with Rarity. 
Even if I was given a chance to be a stallion and live the rest of my life in Equestria, what were the odds? And why me? My life is no worse than that of those who live in war and corruption. But then again, why not me? My life is dull, sad, I was lonely, I had no family, no friends, just pain and tears. But it was all going to end soon, two weeks from now I will finish high school, and turn 19. I would have to leave and start on my own.
One day, when I got back to the orphanage from high school, without thinking, I went straight to my room, and locked the door behind me. I was lucky to get my own room, it was smelly and old but still, it was way better than having to share onr with the other guys, they would beat up a soft guy like me. I closed my eyes for what seemed like hours and just day dreamed. When I opened my eyes, I grabed a huge a piece of paper and started to draw.
After an hour, I stopped and gazed on my drawing, I whisper then to myself: “what was I thinking?”
The drawing was made with three rings, with the third inside of the second and the second inside of the first. Between the first and second ring was drawings of plants, trees, flowers, crops, earth. Between the second and the third were clouds, some raining others idling. And in the center, the third ring, was a hybrid of the moon and the sun.
I look at my drawing confused, I dropped the drawing letting it glide to the floor and said to myself again: “Idiot, it’s just a show, why do you try?” I looked down to my drawing and dropped a tear, knowing there would never be a way, to make my dreams come true.
As the tear fell and landed on the paper, I turned to my bed and laid on it, but just before I could close my eyes for a nap, I saw bright lights on my ceiling, I got up in fear, and noticed that the light came from my drawing on the floor. As I stare down my creation giving it self color I picked it up, staring at it.
I looked at the detail of the color, and smiled, but the magic wasn’t over, it ignited randomly and burned down to ashes. As the ash fell to the floor I notice a coin on the floor. I picked it up. It was warm. I looked at the heads of the coin, it was like any other dollar coin, but when I turned it, I was shocked. The same drawing I made that had burned to ash, was carved behind the coin. I stared deep into it, seeing every detail, but in a blink of an eye, it gave of a huge flash, blinding me.
As thing got clear, and became able to see again, I notice I was laying down on a soft carpet with my back facing up. As I got up and rub my face with my hoof….Wait? My hoof?!? I stared at my own hoof, my heart was beating faster every second I look it, and the only words that were able to slip through my lips were: “What in Dante's inferno?”
As I raised my head, I saw I was surrounded by white strong stallions wearing gold armor over their coats, with their wings wide open and their eyes staring down to me. My heart skipped a beat in fear. Behind them standed a tall white pony, with a colorful glowing mane, looking down to me. It was Princess Celestia. I didn´t know how I should've felt, happy for my dreams coming true or afraid of getting in trouble. I did what any other clueless intruder would do: I got onto my hind legs and raised my forearms and yelled out loud: “I surrender!!”