Where Paths Lead Us.

I was totally sceptical when I first heard about my little pony. It was fifth period that that day at merit college prepatory academy. Her name for the sake of this story was saidi Jones. If your reading this we are still friend. Now you could be asking why I would throw that last bit in. Well, she showed me that friendship is magic. So lets go back a little bit maybe as far back as the previous year.

I have always liked my hair long. I've also always been super Larry. I've limed Pokemon and zelda and other porky things forever. In taller than most people my age but the older I get the less that seems to be true. I was also always just on the edge of clicks and just a drifter. Today. I was sitting in one of those double door entryways at schoolwhen what's his name.... Lets go Jake. So Jake come in to the entryway as I sit eating gross pizza. My lunch was pizza that day. I had only a few friends from two or three groups. Today I could tell you, yes, it is because I was overly hyper and annoying. At first sight that was all anyone would notice. Like this Jake I told you about. He was a Dick! Instead of being nice and going through the door that wouldn't hit anyone. He opens my door and hits me with it. Now the first time anyone would attribute to accident right? What about a third or fifth? Now, like the impulsive child that I am, I kicked the door. It hit him in the leg actually fairly softly. He gave me a mean look. I couldn't escape now. He bumped me again and mocked me by saying

"What are you going to do kid, slap me with your pizza?"

In that moment I made a cleche, rash, and immature decision. I slapped that ass hat with my pizza and smeared it down his shoulder. In that moment I was not ever going to think of friendship or values such as kindness. Neither was he. He smacked that pizza away from me so fast that I had no time to react to his other hand coming for my neck. He grabbed me and slammed me into the wall. Not choking but holding me up. I was shocked as he asked me what I had to say about his new shirt.

"Let go of me," I said. I think there was a fuck in there.

My friend, one of few that I had, stood up then and yelled "Fucking let go of him!"

We all ended up at the office. My friend and that deuce Jake were suspended. She was suspended for saying fuck.i defended her as much as I could but to no avail. I don't even know if I ever saw her again.

That last part is why this is important to my life. Before I became a brony i wasn't a good friend. When I look back on my life before that simple little book opened, before twilight reacted to those three pony the same way I would, before a simple crush lusted me into giving a kids show a serious shot, I didn't know what friendship was. Saidi was that crush.

Even after I became a brony I still wasn't a great person. I gave up on myself a lot. I would go on to start soon many things in and outside of the fandom. In the end all but one of those I have given up on or drifted away from. Even some of the people I have forgotten and left behind. I start this in memory of them. To pay homage and say I will remember you with this and remember you fondly.

Now back to fifth period.

Fifth period was computers back then.......