My name is Twilight Sparkle. You may know me, but you don't. I died fifteen years ago. The school bully, Clever Clover, took my identity after I died of natural causes. She's lavender with a pitch black mane, highlighted, we all know the face. And Rarity is a gray mare with a flat orange mane that lurks around with her. One day, Rarity stopped coming to school. And Light Heart, white, purple, used to be poofy mane, if you know her, started acting like her. Damned if I know. My friends Candy, cheeriest pony alive, Sugarfree, true to her name and condencending, and Whisper Door, an autistic stallion, are the only thing keeping me going. Well, too late for that now.