I opened my eyes to the bright shining light through the cracks of his blinds. "my head hurts" one part of my brain said. "Shut up, we have stuff to do today! Now man up and get out of bed!" The other part screamed like a drill Sargent.

"I don't want toooooo." I wined to myself out loud.

"Son! If I hear that out of your mouth again this morning I swear I'll take away your privilege to watch that little girls show next Saturday!" My mother yelled from down the narrow hall.

"Ok, mom" I replied. As soon as that happened I decided to get out of bed. I could tell it was going to be a slow day. As normal I put my cloths on. First the shirt, then the underwear, then finally pants.

I opened the blinds a little and it was so dreary outside. Just as normal, nothing was ever heart raising or happy around here. That's why I got into the little girls show called "My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic" it was a very happy and colorful show. It made my inner child come out. When one of their songs came on I try to sing along to it like a 4 year old. When they go on adventures I wish I was there with them. The fans or bronies were always so friendly and peaceful and loved to hang out with them.

But here where I live it's my only source of happiness. But there's a down part to it, people where I live are hardcore rednecks and if they see a man with a little girls television show on his shirt, car, or anywhere they consider you a punching bag and just an out cast.

Oh, sorry I didn't introduce myself. Yes, I am breaking the fourth wall, and that bed of yours is fantastic I love the sheets on it. I wish I had yours. But any way I'm Alden but some of my friends call me Trixie. I am an athletic person and have black hair. I'm a bit tan, with lots of freckles on my arms and head. I'm around the average height of a man 5.3 or so, I don't know I don't measure myself. Hope you got a good look at me because you'll need that later on in my story.

Either way I walked out of my fairly large sized room and into the hallway. I had a tendency to look through each door and barely ever look forward when in a hallway full of somewhat open doors. I saw a bathroom and two bedrooms. As normal no inside or anything.

"Hey, good morning big guy." My father said.

"Morning dad." I replied.

I walked to the toaster and obviously did what the toaster was made for, toasting Pop Tarts. It was the cake kind and I loved the cake kind. They are so gooey and sweet and warm an all around fantastic.

"You better get going soon. You'll be late for work." My mom said.

*Ding!* "I know!" I grabbed my bag with my wallet, uniform, and the stuff I need in it. Before I forgot I took my toasted breakfast and headed for the door. "Bye!" I waved before leaving.

I closed the door behind me and saw my bike ahead by the fence. I ran to it and got onto it and rode off. Fast as I could I tried to get there.

I could see the tall building in the distance and I was sweating like a pig. Thats why I kept my uniform in my bag so it doesn't get sweaty and all that. Overall a good idea. I am nearly there I thought.

"LOOK OUT!" I heard someone scream from the broken and cracked side walk. I looked behind me and I saw huge lights and a huge truck. I was blinded and stumbled. I lost my balance and fell off my bike.

I heard my back pack fall off me. I was so scared and I should be. "AHH!" A tear or two escaped my eyes. I felt my legs being ran over by what felt like 7 tons. *Crack crack crack shlick rip* I looked down and saw blood gushing out of my legs and basically one was hanging there by a skin piece. My vision started to fade. I saw a man run towards me.

"Sir! Sir! Sir stay with me!" He pulled out something I could tell what. It looked sharp and pointy like a needle. He stuck it in my neck and pulled it out. "I don't think we can save you but I know you'll be sent somewhere better." He looked at me and I looked at him.

I raised my hand to try to touch him to make sure this was real. It was for sure and I sure knew that but I didn't want it to. I was in denial. This couldn't be true. No no no. I blacked out. I couldn't hear or see anything nor could I feel or even move.

There was a crackle in my ear. I saw a bright color I couldn't tell what color though. Yellow? Orange? Red? I don't know. But all I knew was that something wasn't right.