A Long Drive, and a New Beginning
Looking back, even when I told myself I had an extremely shitty life, I had it great. I realize now, thanks to a very good little friend of mine, that life is worth living, no matter what you think, or what anyone tells you. Not everyone gets a second chance, actually rarely anyone gets the chance to live again after they die. That is why YOLO, a phrase I once thought was stupid and overused, actually makes complete sense. Which reminds me, of a quote I thought of recently:
Boredom enslaves all but the greatest of minds, for it is only the greatest of minds that turn boredom into pure genius."
But none of this is about me, you didn't click my story to read about me now did you? You want to read about a pony, and what seems like just entertainment, once happened to me in actual life, not too long ago. Now, even i once read the fanfic; My Little Dashie, in where rainbow gets hit with lightning, gets transported to earth with no memory, and the man takes care of her for 15 years.
Like you, I once thought that it was simply just a story, for all anyone but Rob himself knows it could be fake But in fact the idea itself, is quite real. I was once visited by a pony from Equestria, which again, is why you're here is it not? Might as well get to the point.
Folks, what you're about to read, actually happened, whether you believe it or not; this my friends is the story about a small pony named FlutterGlitter, and although she was small, she had an amazing heart, and she was probably my best friend. This is what i have written in my journal about those years, i have reformatted it to story form, so for those who truly do believe, can learn from my mistakes, and possibly be better than i have done.
April 2nd 2012, A day i will never forget
Well, today is the day it all began, and although this page of my journal has been rewritten, so that is can be read as it is now, I am still keeping to what i wrote.
Today, I had a huge argument with my parents, I was 19 at the time. We were arguing about me never cleaning anything up, even when I had the chance. I argued back that all my mother did was sit on her lazy ass and deal with what she called "WORK". It was barely that. I had finally had enough. I grabbed the things I had packed, and walked out the door. I had recently just started renting a two bedroom home, that I was renting with a good friend of mine. He had already been settled in, I had yet to be. I threw my boxes in my trunk, and got in my car, sticking my keys in my ignition. as my car started up, my pinkie pie key chain rattled against the dashboard. Yeah, I know, at this point I thought it was a sissy being a brony, but I didn't care, I had liked it since 2010, when the first season of Gen 4 released. My car started smoothly, It wasn't an old car, only 8 years old, a 2004 Chrysler Sebring Touring, it was in pretty good condition. I may not know much about under the hood, but I knew enough to keep it running like new. I started down the road, to my new place. I had gotten it cheap in a foreclosure, I had just raised enough to pay for it, only fifty-thousand dollars. The downfall is, I live in Wisconsin( still do at this very moment actually), and the place I bought was up in rhinelander, now most Wisconsinites know that although its slim, the cities stop coming soon after green bay, most of the industrialism in wisconsin was in the southern half. I had a very long drive ahead of me.
About an hour and a half into the four hour drive, the most ackward thing happened. The sky flashed pink for almost a good second, then a crack of lightning broke a tree on the side of the road. I slammed on my breaks, just narrowly missing getting hit by the fallen tree. I turned my car off. You see, the tree only fell on half of the road, I could easily go around it, only thing stopping me? The sky flashed pink and lightning struck, and there wasn't a single cloud to be seen anywhere. I quickly walked over to the trunk of the broken tree, to notice a glowing that seemed to get more and more dim. i slowly and carefully climbed down the hill. The trunk had a bit of a crater in it. i looked inside, but what I saw, shocked me more than the lightning or the pink sky. Sitting there, in the tree trunk, was a cyan furred cartoon pony, staring right at me. I was dumbfounded.
"WHAT THE FUCK?" I exclaimed.
The Pony simply stared at me still.
"I must be hallucinating. This just doesn't happen. A Cartoon Pony, comes from a bolt of lightning, from a cloudless sky, right in front of me, ALMOST killing me, just at the exact same time i drive by. Either I'm dreaming, I'm high as a kite, or someone is playing a prank on me." I said, feeling like I was high as fuck.
"Umm......" A voice said.
I looked around. "Who said that?"
"What are you exactly? And where am I?" The pony asked.
I looked down at it. "Well i guess i know where you came from now don't I?"
The pony looked completely dumbfounded. "Um.... what?"
"My name is Eric. I guess, i cant exactly leave you here, for risk of someone finding you, so i guess youre coming with me. What is your name?"
"FlutterGlitter...." she whispered meakly.... it reminded me of a pony.
"Fluttershy." I whispered to myself.
"No, my name is Flutterglitter, Fluttershy is my mother." She stated, as i picked her up and carried her to my car.
"Well Flutters... is that ok if i call you flutters? Welcome to Earth."