Part 5. What is my cutie mark?

I get up slowly from the bed, and I look in my mirror.

I see in the mirror of the former of greater self.

"What hapend me?" I whisper, and I look at my reflection.

I close my eyes and I will give everything to rotate around me. At the same time, when I get around all around me so I'm trying to collect all my fears away and throw it away.

I open my eyes slowly and look in the mirror.

I can see myself in a new and beautiful. I no longer old and nasty myself.

I sigh and put my King Sombra's pointed nail and brush my hair.

I can not get my thoughts all the fear. The fear that they have forsaken me, and suddenly start to hate me.

I heard the song of a bird, and I look behind me. Directly to the window.

Two birds look at me and sing in chorus beautifully. I get the fact you feel good.

They flew over to me and helped me to brush my hair and my tail.

I realize only now take the view that if I have a kind of "cutie mark," as they have for others.

I look at my butt and sigh. I do not have. I have not deserved it, because I have not done anything like that, which I knew how to do...

My head began to spin now, thousands of questions about what I could do.

I look at the mirror and realized that I can change your look! I'll try it and it worked very well.

I look at my butt again, but nothing came.

What's the problem? What is the specialty of my ability?