PongPineda
In a cold, rainy night, a cream colored pony was sitting on a bench, she cried, because she was bullied by ponies that she thinks animals are people too.
A cyan teenage mare, with a rainbow colored mane. Was the only one who understood her.
" Why are you crying? " The cyan mare asked.
" N-nobody understands me... " I replied.
" I do. " The cyan mare said.
" Really? " She smiled.