New to Ponyville

Misty looked out the window on the train she rode on. Seeing her house in the distance, she grabbed her saddlebag, not bothering to put it on her. Instead, she carried it in her mouth and flew out the window. No pony called back to her or shouted. They just barley glanced at her, shurgged, and put their attention back to whatever they were doing.

At her house, Misty grabbed a peice of paper out of her saddlebag and stuck it on her front door. Her house, made of cloud, wavered a little, then stopped, as if relaxing. Misty looked around quickly. There was nobody there. Spreding her butterfly-like wings, she shot into the air and began to dive down.

She knew the foals didn't want her to leave, but, she always hated her house and her neighborhood. Not because it was horrible, or the ponies there sweared, it was because Misty had an adventerous side! She longed to see worlds beyond! She worked up the money foal-sitting for 10 bits an hour. She finally made enough today to move. She coud hardly wait to see what Ponyville was like!