Not Here

by ulcuran

First published

I just went to sleep and woke up in the body of a pony. I am not supposed to be in this body I am a human and my home is Earth, not here.

As I look into the crystal glass in front of me, a foreign face greets me yet the face has my voice. Have I lost my own humanity? Is my very being slipping out of my hands? That will not do.