This started out as a joke or prank, in fairness. What do I care, that's behind me. I had enjoyed it at first, before I realised what was about to happen.

Then came all the months of darkness, confusion, and the cramped space, and no clue as to why?

Once I was finally born, or reborn, depending on how you see it? Then it became clear to me, even if I know next to nothing of what had been behind it. At least I know why it was dark, and cramped.

I had been sent off, into a new existence, but as an Equestrian pony. The recollections started to fade of, between two years of age, and was completely gone by the age of five. There is no turning back. I guess I'm a pony?