It was a dark and damp day, as showers of rain fell above my mane. I was running far and wide with my bare hoofs. Jumping over each obstacle that was in my way, with my tail running wild bouncing and my heart pounding. I woke up, coming back to reality after that torturous nightmare. Looking into the mirror, I could see my messy mane that had a bright splash of white and yellow, cobwebs under my eyes that could hold a nest of spiders and bruises from my previous adventure in the Amazon.
Coming down the crooked stairs of my horrid mansion given to me by my father, I stepped into the ridiculous excuse of a kitchen with greasing floors, mouldy walls and a terrible kitchen sink with dirty, foul water. Looking in the only clean object in the kitchen, the fridge, I took a whole bottle of cold, refreshing milk and drank every pint. I went back up the unstable stairs while holding my pet cat, Snowy. She was my only partner in this creepy and terrifying mansion. She was so adorable as she played with my hand like a ball of yarn, biting and scratching with excitement. Each time Celestia raise the sun, my face was shining with happiness as it made the darkness of this mansion disappear. Looking at the map that I had flatted out on the kitchen table, I searched for another mysterious, unknown land on the map, took my survival gear, rolled up the map and put in my uncle's backpack who passed away three years ago.
Adventure. It's the second most spectacular thing that I love and do daily. The fresh open air, the wind flowing in my mane and the glowing shine of Celestia's sun. I began my long dangerous journey to the north after a spot of tea at my neighbour's house which was 5km away from my house. When I was invited to a party, a wedding or even a chat, I was glad to. It would keep me far away from my mansion and was a great way for me to gain peace with the world. I was always occupying myself by visiting friends, visiting those who were still alive in my family, switching in and out of jobs and helping my neighbours. I was also a lecturer at the University of Klington and taught Geography to my amazing men tees. After chit chatting, I thanked him for the tea and cookies and started running off to the north again. After running past the suburban desert , I had found green, grassy hills to begin camping for the night. I sat my most favourite teddy, Lio the lion, on the mossy logs that I had found in the deep forest that was just behind Lio. I had also snatched a stack of firewood to make a medium sized campfire as the bright sunny day turned to the deep dark nightmare night. I built a tent, laid my sleeping bag down, snuggled tightly in the sleeping bag with Lio and went into a deep sleep.
