YEGODS! We're in Equestria!

  Hello, my name is Garrett Nicholas Woolery and I'm here to tell you the story of how I became a demigod, well it's a bit more complicated then that. First, I became a pony, then a demigod. Around the time it happened I felt like I wasn't succeeding at all in life. I felt like a lazy, no good, teenager who has no skill and couldn't find his place in life. I know about any 15 year old has that dilemma, but I just didn't know what to do about it. I tried out many things, like playing cards, half of them got wet, or playing video games, that got expensive, I ended up becoming a brony at some point. Some people thought I was gay, or stupid, or in some cases both, but I didn't care, it gave me something to do. I started writing fan fictions when I found out about them, but I sucked at it, and I couldn't keep up with the show since i didn't have satellite. The only thing that really stayed the same for me was friends. I had great friends, many friends, many of which I could sit and talk about practically nothing with. I had a few best friends, the only ones that actually understood me, in a sense, but I had one friend that completely and utterly understood me, his name is Andrew. He has been, and still is, my best friend. The only problem with our friendship, though, is that I only saw him on the bus like three times a week, but when I did see him, I would be relaxed, without a care in the world, and I would bring out the good side of me that only my best friends seen. I could talk to him about anything from Doctor Who, to My Little Pony, to fan fictions combining them, just about anything geeky, nerdy, or just plain dorky. I loved it. Then my life changed. Nothing bad just..... changed. Here I'll just tell you in story:

  It was on one of the few days i got to see Andrew. "I'm not gonna be on the bus tomorrow." I said casually.

  "Why not?"

  "I've got to retake a test, I've been sucking in algebra recently." I sighed. I usually keep my grades up to at least a B, in most cases though, like in math and science, I get A's and high B's but recently, algebra has been taking its toll and living up to its name. "Ah, it's fine I'm probably not gonna be on tomorrow anyways, by the way, are there any new chapters to Traveler?" Before I could finish a thought I heard a bird sing a very familiar tune.... "Hey, did you hear that?" I said suddenly.

  "Hear what?"

  "That bird, it sang a tune."

  "I didn't hear-" He was cut off by more birds singing the same tune, this time louder and more beautiful. "Did you hear it?" I almost yelled excitedly.

  "Yea, it sounds very familiar..."

  "I know it! It's on the tip of my tongue!" Before I could think of it, I saw a very bright purple light that pretty much blinded me. I almost screamed, but it got snuffed when I looked at the sky. There was no sky. All I saw was stars and sun dust, I was so amazed by the beauty I almost forgot to breath. The sprinkle of stars in perfect contrast with the pitch black of space made me wonder, how am I breathing? That was when I looked down. "Whoa, this is freaky!" I said to myself in amazement, as I stared at a elegant beam of purple light for what seemed like hours. "How is this possible?" talking to myself while being in denial. For what seemed like another few hours I sat and thought about how exactly it was possible, then, right before I thought it would never end, everything went black. At first I thought I was dead but I tumbled and hit my head on what seemed like a tree, it didn't seem like I had a concussion, but it still hurt like heck. As I opened my blurry eyes, what I saw made me want to crap bricks.