Minute to Say Hello, Forever to Say Goodbye

I quickly rush down the street trying to find somewhere to stay until the storm stops. My mane and coat is drenched with the rain. Its been a long time since its rained like this, living in Phillidelphia, we don't get much rain. Last time it rained like this was... well over a year ago. There are young ponies playing in the water puddles and splashing each other with the muddy water.

I find shelter at a old Orphanage. This place always makes me tear up. Growing up in one and knowing that young ponies have been abandon by their own parents its horrible. Sometimes the parents may not have wanted them, may had been in a situation where they can be bought up. You never really know.

I slowly walk over to look at the fillies and foals. A beautiful young worker with white mane and a black coat comes up to me. "Hi sir, would you like any assistance?" I stare into her eyes and blank out for a moment. "Oh, I-I'm alright thank you." I stuttered. "Okay. If you need any help just call me over." The mare quietly trots off. I walk up to the ponies who would be no older than about seven or eight. "Hi there, what are your names?" I say as I slowly lower myself down to sit. The ponies drop their toys and introduce themselves shyly. "H-hi, my name is Fluttershy." A pale yellow Pegasus with light pink mane replies. "I'm Applejack, Nice to meet y'all. " A orange pony with green eyes and freckles says loudly and strikes a big smile. I couldn't resist to smile. I wanted to ask why they were here, what happened to them. But I couldn't.

Applejack looks up at me knowing I wanted to ask. "My parents passed away in a fire when I was only just a little filly." A tear went streaming down her left eye. "But one day I hope someone will adopt me and we could be a happy family!" The way she said it was in such a positive attitude. I go lower down to give her a hug. "Everything will be okay." I whisper to her. She looks up at me and smiles again. I slowly get up and tell the fillies I'd be back.

I walk around the Orphanage and see this door with a sign saying " Mentally Impairment" Trying not to be nosey, I slowly open the door and peek in. The room is cold and dark. You can hear the heavy rain hitting the tin roof. I hear a cry of a filly. "Hello?" I ask. A quick sound of flapping wings start. "Don't be scared, I wont hurt you. Please, come down." The filly slowly lowers herself down to the ground. You can hear her hooves hit the ground lightly. A grey filly with yellow mane steps out of the darkness where a single ray of light shines. She seems to have had Amblyopia, a condition where one eye is burred and the other is perfectly fine. Her amber eyes shine in the light that was provided in the dark room.

I'm the first to speak. "Hi, what's your name?" I say with a smile. The filly takes a step back into the darkness. "Everyone calls me Derpy Hooves because of my lazy eye and clumsiness. But my real name its Ditzy Doo." Nice to meet you, Ditzy." I say with another smile on my face. "What are you doing here all by yourself?" The filly looks at the ground with a tear streaming down her face. "I used to not be alone. There was a foal with me, Dr. Hooves. He was so called "Mental". But the workers put him in this room because of his IQ. It was really high. They always teased him and called him "Un-natural. This room is the M.I room that means Mentally Impairment. Usually for the ponies that are different. And well, I guess I'm just different to the other ponies here." She looks down at the ground again.