Hello. My name is... well, umm... I actually don’t know. To be specific, I don’t remember my name. It’s a funny feeling actually, the feeling of not remembering something you definitely should. Your very own name... A-anyway doesn’t matter. It’s just a name right? Who needs that. Just forget about my name, and allow me to introduce myself!.. without the name of course.

I am pretty different from other ponies you see. The bat-like wings, eyes and ears tells me that. Oh and fangs, can’t forget about the fangs. I don’t really know what I’m called, but the ponies called me monster last time I visited them, so maybe that’s what I am. I should read more about monsters, maybe I could find my family? Oops, getting off track here. Back to my appearance.

My fur is dark blue, and kinda dirty now that I think about it. I should take a ba- wait never mind. Um, my mane and tail is blue as well, however it’s darker than my fur. And then there’s this weird pointy thingy going out my head. It shares the same color as my fur, and I believe I’ve once heard ponies call them ‘horns’. Did I already mention my wings? Oh I did, well hm, th-they are kinda blackish, which differs from all my other colors weirdly enough. Then there’s my cutie mark... I uhh don’t have one. Guess that a part of my species.

Have I explained too much about myself now? No I don’t believe so, maybe just too much about how I look? Perhaps... perhaps I know just the thing!

Where I live! I’ve found this neat little cave, hidden behind a waterfall. That’s where I live, have all my stuff, and hide when pony guards are looking for me. It’s really convenient actually. Its location is just beneath Canterlot Castle, so I have a direct way into their pony town! That’s were I got most of my stuff.

You might be wondering, how can I read, how can I write or how can I talk. That’s due to books! Lots and lots of books. I “rent” them in the Canterlot library, and from the first ones I got, I just kinda learned myself how to do it all. Some things were harder to understand though. Magic for example! All about concentration and patience. Guess what? I ain’t got neither! That’s usually something you get tought by friends, or family or...

I sighed. I lived alone my entire life, not even with one friend. Raised myself, if that’s even possible to claim. With this much loneliness, I should’ve gone crazy. That’s what I’ve been reading in my books. Every history I’ve read, the “bad guy” always needs a friend or someone to be with. Seeing as I’ve never had that, why am I still the “good guy”, if that’s who I am.

Who I am... Who am I? Who is anyone? Are we all just small, yet sentient, balls of flesh, waiting to die? What’s the purpose with life? We live everyday, caring on with our daily routines, but to what purpose? What’s the bigger picture? And more importantly, what’s my purpose?..

...

...

O-oh sorry, I got a little too real there. Just scratch that last part, it’s not something you need to think about. Anyway, I was still sitting in my small little home, reading one of my favorite novels, ‘The Lion, the Mare-Witch, and the Wardrobe’. It just feels so real, like if I’m actually there. I really do love this... like I previously mentioned.

I let out a yawn, slowly glancing at my grandfather clock. 8:34 PM. It’s getting late, I should probably rest. Tomorrow is a special day after all. I did mention that right? Wait a minute... gasp I didn’t! I could’ve sworn-

Doesn’t matter. Everything is fine. I’ll just do it now. Tomorrow, is my twentieth birthday! Everyone I know is coming, which is me, and... well, me! It’s so exciting, I-I don’t even think that I would be able to sleep tonight! But to be reasonable, I should sleep. It’s an important part of my health, that I sleep in a pattern. So says my book on Wellness and Health! I’ve read it too many times because, you know, you never know when something bad could happen.

I closed the novel on my desk, and patted a few times. I sniffed. The smell of books is so enlightening. I felt laziness take control of me, as I unfolded my wings to fly to bed. Many thoughts crossed my head on the way there, some jokes as well. Hey don’t look at me like that, you gotta talk to someone, and when you’re the only one around, I might as well.

I landed in the bed, feeling the soft material against my hooves. A yawn escaped me once again, right before I slumped to the pillow. One final thought escaped my lips before I went on to the sleeping world.

“I can’t wait to see what I have planned tomorrow...”

Author's Note

This was truly funny to write.

Sorry by the way for the short chapter, but nothing more was necessary to say about this character. You might know who it is though, since my description of him wasn’t exactly vague.