The Day My Life Ended (Editing)

Chapter One (Revised)

AN: Okay. So I rewrote this chapter to something I think is a bit better. Still some problems, but hey I first wrote this four years ago, haven't I made SOME improvements?

I'm going to stick to the original plot. I'm not gonna be one of those people that re-writes the story into something different than the original. I'm just making some chapters better, and filling in a few plot holes that have been niggling at me since I published the chapters. It's going to be a long process. My thanks to all that stay by my side.

If you liked the next chapter, give a comment or something along those lines.

==DMLE==

"...Cause I feel so alive!" I sang. The music slowly faded and I happily walked off the stage. I had finished singing my favorite song at the coolest karaoke bar in Charleston, 'Sing The Charleston'. Not the best name for a karaoke place, but we aren't known for our naming skills.

Anyway, I saw my five friends excitedly waiting for me at our table. Five of my friends were waiting there, after they'd been encouraging me to branch out beyond my self-imposed solitude. Somehow, they heard I loved to sing so obviously karaoke was the best idea.

There's Anna Bellingham. The brunette gave me a big sudden hug when I got back to the table. Hugs had never been my thing, but I knew she was trying to be nice. She was technically the eldest, at age seventeen. She was nice enough. She wore a white blouse, a brown vest, faded jeans, and cowgirl boots.

Her sister hugged me next. She's my best friend, Caroline. Her hair was darker than her sister's, like Anna had chocolate brown and Caroline had caramel. Caroline and I were about the same age, both of us fifteen. She had been the one insisting on this...'girl's night'. I was a bit too closed off to care much about it.

She had better fashion sense, in my opinion. The gray Snoopy t-shirt was a win. Then again...I was wearing a bright blue Smurfette shirt.

The other girls just gave me wide, excited smiles. Lauren O'Hara, our pale ginger artist, was a grade below myself and Caroline. She was sitting next to her best friend, Becca Twist. When she came to our school, she was pale and brunette. She got a fake orange tan and dyed her hair golden blonde. I didn't really like either of them. It was just, we came from a small school so they weren't a lot of other girls to invite.

The last was another new friend of mine, Maddie Cavuto. Another brunette, much more likable. She was obsessed with cat videos. I know because I'm her cat vid dealer.

"Morgan, that was amazing." Caroline told me. I sat down with them as I heard the next person start singing, not entirely caring what the song was.

"Morgan, your song was amazing!" Maddie beamed.

"Thanks, I was scared for a second that I would mess up. But I didn't so...that means we can have a toast of celebration." Ever since I made friends with these girls, I found I wasn't so quiet. That if you got me going, I could go on for ages. "Thanks so much for coming."

"It wasn't a problem, Morgan." Anna assured. To be honest, I'm surprised she didn't put her hand on my shoulder. She was always a bit touchy-feely. "We wouldn't miss having some girl time."

Caroline and Maddie made noises of agreement. Lauren and Becca looked like they'd rather be talking about cute boys or makeup. I don't know, nor do I care.

Girls like them always got on my nerves. "I know! Let's toast to me performing on a stage." I decided, lifting up my soda. The girls excitedly raised their various drinks in celebration.

I was so happy. I had never, in the past 5 years, had ever seen this day coming.

Friends, sitting with me, on their own free will and we were toasting to me singing in public. Or that the friends went to school with me.

We all lowered our drinks. The large group of girls started exchanging small talk, I nursed my soda. I wasn't much for small talk. If I had something to say about whatever they were talking about, I gave an opinion but then went back to my drink.

In between my fabulous one liners, I let my mind drift off to other things.

Time for me to explain some stuff, I guess.

My life hadn't been good up to this point. Not to say I didn't have it nice. I had a roof over my head, parents that loved me, clean clothes, an iPhone and laptop, and a TV. My dad used to be a pastor, now he's a principal/math teacher at my high school. My mom was a I have three younger brothers, who I had difficulties with. I was making great grades, top of my class. Honestly, from the outside it looked like I had it made.

It was less so if you knew what to ask me.

I was a typical teen. Instead of homework and studying, I watched TV. The same way all teenage girls do; laugh at the cool lines, fall in love with the boys, and dream of living in their worlds. This is where I get less typical.

Ever since I was a kid, I'd been able to visit those worlds. It's...better than you can imagine. I've seen empires be built, true romances bloom, families be broken and rejoined, heroes given their capes and villains lose their way.

These girls around me thought I was fifteen. Can you imagine how surprised they'd be to hear I was actually 195?

My most recent adventures were to thank for the upcoming misadventure. To my slowly growing pride, I watch My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. I'd been in that world for...oh how long has it been? I think it's something close to five years since I first went in that world. What can I say? I love Equestria. They have the best entertainment.

Though it took some work on my part, I was friends with most of the Mane Six, plus Spike and the Princesses. I think even Discord liked hanging out with me, but I'm not going to count my cotton candy clouds before they rain chocolate milk.

My inner musing were stopped by a flash of rainbow colored hair by the door. Most people would write it off as some rebellious teen getting back at her parents. You don't get as old as I am without seeing past that.

"Morgue, are you alright?" Caroline asked, lightly tapping on my shoulder. "You look like you've just seen a ghost."

"More like six." I mumbled. By the front door of the bar I saw them.

The entire Mane Six. All of them close in age to me. They were humans! The only reason I knew it was them was their hair.

Twilight Sparkle wore a white long sleeved shirt with a vest perfectly matching her Equestrian coat. Her long violet pants led to her black two inch heels. She had slightly tan skin with a small necklace wrapped around her neck, shaped like her cutie mark, and her hair was exactly the same: dark purple with a regular purple and pink stripe.

Applejack had her signature blonde hair and hat. She also had an orange country work shirt and torn blue jeans. Her green eyes could be seen by me even under the dark lighting in the club. She had evenly toned skin as probably from working on the farm all these years. She had apple earrings stuck on her ears.

Rarity had kept her luscious purple locks. She had clear skin looked like it had only seen a few hours of sun. She wore a long white dress with her cutie mark just by her stomach.

Rainbow Dash had her hair and skin very similar to Twilight's. She had a sky blue sweatshirt with her cutie-mark on the front. Dash wore a jean skirt with ripped black leggings and black boots.

Fluttershy had her rose colored hair cover her delicate face. She had just barely started a tan. Her pale yellow dress reached her ankles with pink ballet shoes. I couldn't see her cutiemark but guessed it was somewhere by her ankles.

Pinkie Pie was practically bouncing with excitement. Her pink hair looked like mine after I had stopped brushing for a week and tossed and turned at night. She wore a short pink shirt just barely below her chest with three balloons, two blue and one yellow. She wore pink cargo shorts and sandals.

All six looked around until Pinkie's bright blue eyes landed on me. She motioned for the others and they didn't have the happiest faces on.

"Guys... I'll be right back." I told them as I ran out of my seat towards them.

I prayed to whatever all-powerful being was watching me to make sure this wasn't the last girl's night I had with my new friends.