Blood Shed

Prolog

“She’s a disgrace to our family!” Dad was yelling “ She’s your daughter!” Mom had been crying I was crying as well “Get rid of it!” Dad screamed to the top of his lungs. “NO!” Mom also screamed I started balling my eyes out. “Flinn where are you go-” Mom was stopped by the slam of the front door. She went in her room after thirty minutes or so I came in she was still crying. I came up to her and kissed her.  “At least I still have you…” She said with a smile on her face her smiles were contagious.

The next year following was the worst. School. “ What’s your name sweetie?” asked the teacher. I was silent. “Come on sweetie… your name?” She asked again “Bloo- Blood Shed” I answer. Most of the fillies there gasped some of them laughed at me. It was the worst day and it continued for the rest of the year. Then the most tragic thing happened to me. My mom died and I was alone in a world filled with hate. When that happened I stopped going to school. I bought a house near a forest though every pony is afraid of this place. But I didn’t mind. Luckily my mom was a farmer so I don’t have to go to the market. It was rough making friends because of my name I only have two friends Derpy Hooves and Fluttershy. They visit occasionally but most of the time I’m alone.

I HATE MY NAME! I scream at myself  with only tears coming afterwards. Why did I get named this? My mom didn’t name me In my family tradition a grandparent has to name the baby. Stupid traditions I talk, yell, and blame myself when I’m alone. and I think I’m crazy.

For some reason I walked into Ponyville as I suspected ponies whispered something to each other when I pass. Then I meet her.