Hello, my name is Skylar, and until that day, my life was uneventful, but this is not about the uneventful parts, this is about the events that changed my life. Let’s take a few steps back, OK a lot of steps… heck, let’s do a whole back-flip.

OK, this might sound crazy, but I turned into a pony. Of course if you could have seen me, that would be pretty obvious. point is that I was a pony, and I had no idea what was going on. sure this whole ordeal is over, but I'm not gonna tell you the story. If I told you the story, it's not as exciting, cause I know what happens next.

So I'll let past me do the talking. He tells this story a lot better anyway, well he sees the story better, I'm writing it in his vision, make sense? Good, now before I give him the spotlight, and just step out of the scene, I'm not great, or even good. I'm decent, adequate. I'm boring.

But between a cross-country road-trip, and escaping from anti-pony hate groups my adventure was anything but boring. Oh, did I mention that I wasn't the only one? To turn into a pony that is. This is sounding more Cliche the more i think about it. So hunker down as i tell my story.