I grew up when I was five years old. I had a very broken family and mostly lived in my dad's truck as we darted place to place as he built billiards and installed jacuzzis and spas for the rich folk. I got to meet a lot of interesting people, and was very gentle and quiet. In a school setting though, I was manic and ferocious. It steadily got worse and worse, resulting in fights, almost-detached fingers ( I was a biter), and lots and lots of screaming and crying. I just didn't like the kids I saw everyday, but I loved kids that I saw only once in my whole life. I was a very confusing kid. I did have my art though, and I loved to read and doodle on everything. I still do. Funnily, I'm more of a child now than I was so many years ago. Part of this second childhood was kicked-started by FiM actually, as well as a new love of Disney movies that I didn't have as a tot. So...to answer this, I'm still a foal...only Mare-aged.