CHANGING LIVE

Mark was normal teenager, well, kind of. Mark had just finished his first year of high school, only had a few friends. Before his school year ended, Mark had a conversation with a junior at his school who had a pink pony as his profile picture.  The 11th grader then said it was from a children's cartoon show. Mark was always interested in anything that was popular, especially on the internet. 2 hours later, Mark found himself in a pony-induced coma while watching every episode in a row on his computer.

Within the month, he became an avid poster on websites and forums. He had an obsession with what a month ago he would never think of even thinking about. Winter Wrap Up on replay in his mind 24/7, constantly using the word "eeyup" instead up using the word "yes", and he even made himself an iPod case with cutie mark on it. He did all of this and more, but still never told anyone. One thing he never wanted to do was tell anybody about his new obsession with My Little Pony.

Mark always waited for his parents to go to bed to go on his laptop and watch My Little Pony, he always imagined it ending badly; he’d rather get walked in on while watching porn. Mark was all set up, he had a soda in his hand, the show queued up, and his earbuds in.

He was halfway through his 5th viewing of “Winter Wrap Up” when he heard footsteps, muffled from the song playing through his earbuds. Mark had planned this, he hit alt-f4 three or for times to make sure all the pages closed, muted the TV and fell flat on his bed with his eyes closed. After a few seconds or silence, Mark moved to the door, nothing. He opened his door slowly, trying desperately not to make a noise. He looked out into the darkness and saw a pair of eyes looking back.

“Oh my god I am going to KILL YOU!” Mark yelled. His dog ran back down the stairs. Mark turned back to the computer to find it covered in soda.

He sighed. “Great, now I need a new keyboard.” Mark said in an annoyed voice. He reached down to wipe some of the soda off the computer, when a spark jumped up and hit his finger. He could feel a lot of small electrical shocks jump up his body. He looked down at his hand in horror. His hand was engulfed in static. The static climbed up his arm; the shocking sensation getting stronger and stronger. He was completely covered in electricity, his body glowing like a light bulb, but with the electricity on the outside. As quickly as it started, it stopped. The static and sparks receded into the computer, taking Mark with it.