John Nome: My Life as a...*sigh*..."Brony"

So….how’s it going for you guys? Um….are you liking the story so far?...Oh wait, I haven’t written anything yet….Alright, here

we go… Uh, my name, as you can tell from the title, is John Nome. I’m not very interesting and my life is pretty dull…except that

I turned to a pony and lived in Equestria for 10 years. Oh wait…shit, I forgot to say spoilers. Sorry, ill get to that part

later….sigh…sorry, this is my first time writing a story about…well, in general. I don’t even know why I chose to written a story in

the first place but oh well. I’m already a couple of sentences in so might as well go along with it. My life, besides the spoiler

earlier, has been pretty boring. Ever since first grade, my life is basically the same thing every single day. Wake up, go to

school, eat, and go to bed. Just imagine that for almost twelve years and you just pretty much summed up my life. Yeah,

pathetic, I know, whatever. At least, when I was in pre-k, I used to be a “Hero of Justice” type of guy who beat the shit out of

other little kids who harassed other little kids. I remember this one time where these two kids were annoying a little girl by

blocking her in this little playground tunnel inside. I forgot what it was called but that’s not the point. They annoyed her so

much by this action; she did what every little generic child does when they are not happy and cried. Well, along came me

and five minutes later, one of the boys got their nose broken and the other with a sprained arm. Ah, good times. Heh, I even

remember when my dad hit me when he found out….oh wait, I haven’t even told you about my family. Maybe I should do that.

Well, my dad is Joseph Nome and he was in the Army for some time. He was a lieutenant colonel, I think. He fought in

Vietnam and was given a nickname “The Nome of ‘Nam” or something like that. He’s pretty old. Damn, how old is he now. I

know he’s old, but damn. I don’t see him much. He’s probably laying in ally, drinking to his misery or something. I haven’t

seen him much since he left my mother after third grade. If you’re wondering, my mother is dead….she…died from skin

cancer. Wow, this story has become pretty dark. From just cracking jokes about I suck at writing stories to my mother’s

death. Off to a good start, John, off to a good start. Well, anyways I have a brother who’s around his 30’s. He’s also is a

“dealer”, if you know what I mean. I’m living with him now, since our parents are…yeah. So, anyways, back to the my

childhood, the reason why I stopped being a hero is because of a event that happened while I was in Kindergarden. I won’t

tell you that though, since I already told you spoilers earlier. Also, I think this chapter is going to be all about me, in my

“human life” before I turned to a “Brony.” and since my life before the transformation is boring,  So, if you’re looking for me

turning into a magical pony that’s the next chapter….which is what im going to work on riiiiiiiggggggghhhhhttttttt now.