When I returned home after helping the Little Ponies,I could hardly believe what had happened. At first,I was tempted to think it had all been a wish which had been granted when I saw the shooting star. As I walked to the house,I saw that what I had believed wasn't so. On the ground before me was a feather unlike any I had seen before. As I examined it,the memories of the events came back to me and I believed that this was only the beginning of my adventures.

As soon as I got inside,I went up to my room. When I got there,I undressed and got ready for bed. Before going to sleep,I wrote the memories of the event in my diary,so I wouldn't think it had all been a dream in the morning.