The Way Next Door
Authors Notes:
This is my first attempt at a FanFiction so please do not kill me if its bad or have very bad grammar involved hopefully its gonna be good and not a total failure. also its a short one
Introduction(it tells u about how bad his life is)
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH"Screamed Peter just waking up from a nightmare,looking around he tried to find his clock in the darkness."Its just a dream...just a dream" he whispered quietly to himself grabbing the alarm clock from a bed side table which said 5 in the suddenly felt a cold chill from the window with a loud BANG Peter suddenly jumped up clothed only in his pyjamas he cursed loudly he walked up to his window to see it was open and somone tried to break in but his plan was foiled by cheap plumming on the outskirts the pipes weak from low maintenance,silently and skillfully shadows danced around the dead figure at the bottom of the out side steps leading to his flats front standing whatching seeing what he`d seen scared him and he could not get back to sleep but Peter knew how to let him think less about the dead man out of his flat and the sound of cops and ambulances out side his door he knew how to help him cope he had one thing in his life he loved for he has noone else to love he was an only son his mother died from cancer his dad suicided becuase of the loss he had noone else except his one thing he has,he wants and he`ll love and cherish it till he one thing to make his life better is called My Little Pony Friendship Is Magic to others hes a freak but theres somthing lovely about there world were he can just sit and whatch and pretend he was there even though he knew he wasnt there whenever he whatched it he always thought it was him in it aswell he loved the characters and there wonderful he always knew he lived in that horrible dreadfull place...EARTH were humans will murder each other for no reason except when 1 man hates another this is called war.
Chapter 1
It was now 3 in the afternoon and Peter was working at the local small shop in this lonely town "have a nice day"he grumbled to the people he sees everyday walking out into the gray gloom of winter in out of the shop Peter walked head down hands in pockets when he saw a pond with a lonely bench he as he always did came over and sat on this bench he whatched the ducks with their ducklings pass by, jealousy flickering in Peters there for around a hour he works back to his flat but he stopped somthing caught his was not a beutiful lady or a penny flickering in the gloomy light of the sun no it was...It was the woods that noone goes to anymore,Peter thought about going home for a moment when he see a weird pony like figure running away into the forest like the man he wished he was he jogged into the forest spotting this creature ahead he scraping his cheek blood crawling down his face by this wound he kept running until it disappeard and the only colour he saw from it was a nice light orange and blonde suddenly tripped and saw that there was no more vegetation just an open landscape.