It all started when I was born on April 25, 2018 in a big cozy box with the floor thickly strewn with straw. My light fur was still wet and my mother licked me dry. I was still very tired and would have preferred to lie down to sleep, but my mother asked me to get up after a short while. It was very difficult for me at first and it took quite a few attempts until I stood very shakily on my feet for the first time. I almost threatened to collapse again, but my mother supported me and I shakily held on to my hooves.Tired, I sank back into the straw and my mother bent over me protectively. I closed my eyes and rested my head in the comfortable bedding of the stall before falling asleep again.

It took me a while to open my eyes again. I tried to get up again, but only managed it the second time. My mother pricked up her ears in the direction of the stable alley and I also lifted my head with interest. 

A creature was coming towards our stall. It had a big body, but instead of four legs, it had two arms and two feet. It also didn't have real fur like me or my mother, but blue artificial fur on its upper body and legs. On its head was the only remnant of hair it had. It was very short blond hair that just barely hung in its face. 

Later I learned that these beings were called humans. This human stopped at me and my mother and operated a lever. This squeaked, when it was pressed by him, upwards. Startled, I made a leap behind my mother and peeked out only very carefully behind her tail. The tail of my mother was just as bright as mine. He had a cream-colored tone and the fur of both of us was held in a light brown tone. On her nose, however, my mother had a large white line and I had a thick spot on my forehead there, unlike her. 

My mother approached the human and I stayed close behind her. He stroked her nose. "Well Cinderella," he said, "now the time has come. Too bad I couldn't be there for the birth this time. My mother seemed to like this person. I didn't understand what kind of noises he was making, yet I took a step closer. He stretched out an arm. I took another step and could now sniff his hand. It smelled slightly of my mother, but also of another horse. Surprised, I looked around. Were there any other horses here besides me and my mother?

The stall was separated by a wooden wall, so I couldn't see over it, but from the other side, now that I was paying attention, I also heard the scuffing of a hoof. Carefully the human stroked me with the hand over the forehead and at first still fearfully I pulled my head away. But when I saw that nothing had happened to me and my mother remained calm, I came a little closer again. "You're a pretty one, Nakitor," the human said as he hesitantly touched me again. Nakitor - was that me? It didn't sound bad, and now that I wasn't so afraid of the human, I noticed that his touch felt good. Star on the forehead worries me a little," he continued talking. I could not understand what. The human stepped away from the stall door again and walked down the hall to another door. Curious, I looked after him. He opened the door and it creaked open. He disappeared into the room behind it and could be heard rustling.

After a short while he rolled out a wheelbarrow again, which was filled with delicious smelling mix of straw and other feed. The human stopped at each stall door and handed out a ration of food to everyone. When he stopped at me and my mom I got hungry too and drank at my mom. The human, whose name was Dan Cooper, as I later learned, also filled my mother with some hay in the feed trough and she also began to eat. He gave me and my mother a quick stroke on the neck and said, "Bye Cinder." Cinder, Cindy or Cinderella as she was actually called, was my mother. Dan closed the box behind him again and disappeared in the other direction. 

I stopped drinking now too and took a quick sniff of the hay my mom was eating. It smelled very tasty, but I was still much too small to eat it. Now I had become tired again and yawned once extensively. I lay down and made myself comfortable on the straw. In the next moment I was already asleep.