Shyla

by SkyCloudThePony

Rating: everyone
Tags: Sad
Length: 125

This is my story. ~Shyla

I'm the nobody. The one who sits in the back and never gets noticed. Ponies make fun of me just because I don't really want to be social. My mom always told me that I would never make any friends. And it's better to stay that way. If I disobey her, she will lock me in the closet downstairs and she won't feed me for days.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-08-16 16:45:21 UTC

Chapter 1: School

"Look at her." They whispered. I can hear them clearly, as if they wanted me to hear them. I just kept walking.

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"Good morning class!" My teacher exclaimed. I really liked her, since she is really nice to everypony.

In fact, I put together a little bouquet of flowers for her. "Ms. Cherilee?" I came up to her desk, and hid the bouquet behind my back.  "Why yes Shyla?" "I-I made you something." I pushed the beautiful daisies and roses toward her. "Wow, it's beautiful! Thank you!" I smiled at her and quickly took my seat. "Pshh teacher's pet." One of the populars said. "I-I d-don't mean t-to be one." "Yeah surrreee." They snickered and started whispering to each other.