A Newcomer

Just a disclaimer I do not own Hasbros copyright terms or conditions...Now that that is out of the way lets start our story.

As a child I have always wanted to live up north. As i was in school ponies wanted to judge me by what I like.My school years where miserable as other fillies and colts judged me by.My mother used to say that you could have your own opinions, comments,and judgements. she did not care what other ponies used to say about other ponies. I supposed that she did not treat it seriously. As i grew up I studied everything that I know about deciding on future plans or goals. I was more like a think about the future pony than looking into the present. It was not a major problem since I always remember to study. Grades werent that much of a problem either i just figured that you always have to stay with the class than fall behind like the other ponies did. Anyway after school ended I have decided on where I should live. To conclude i decided on the small town called Ponyville.

There was a nip in the air. It seamed normal for mid-January as my saddle-bags overencumbered me. I forced myself to stop right next to a pond. It looked good for this time in the year. I plopped my saddlebags on the damp grass and grabbed an apple.

I was a bit hungry since the last time I ate was early in the morning. I sat down and watched the fish swim across the border.I opened the saddle bag a second time pulling a map it had a red line that came from where i left to ponyville. 5 minutes later i finished my apple and grabbed my saddle bags. As I head on the trail to Ponyville.