Some ponies say "Just ignore it, just let them fade away, they only want attention" Sometimes this works, other times it doesn't. My name is Fluttershy, and this has been happening all through my, sad, miserable life.
Every morning, i get up, brush my hair, have something to eat, whether it be an apple, an orange or some dandelion sandwiches, and then i go to school. It's my last year at Cloudsdale high, and i can't wait to graduate, as i hope that i'll become a veterinarian after i've finished collage. Although my life seems happy, it isn't all that true. People constantly make fun of me, calling me "Weird" and " Slut" and other things. some people go even further than just verbal abuse. Sometimes, i'll go to my locker and find that people have broken into it and ripped up all of my belongings. But it's fine, Because i'm Fluttershy, Fluttershy won't tell anyone because she's too timid and scared to speak out for herself, so no-one ever gets in trouble.
September 7th, three days from graduation.
"Hey look! It's Flutterslut!" The school jock, Blitz Shouted out, making sure the whole hall had heard before he started blurting out more nonsense. " Hey flutters, did you like last weeks re-arrangement of your locker? you know, the one where we stuck your biology jotter and your math jotter together with super glue?
I said nothing, i just ignored him.
"Hey! Can you even fucking hear me?" Blitz shoved me a little bit, trying to get my attention but i wasn't buying it, so he raised his Front hoof and hit me in the face with enough force to send me to the ground. He then spat at me and walked away as if he'd done nothing at all.
I just lay there, holding the place where his hoof collided with my cheek, i slowly began to cry.
Then it happened.
15 minutes later- first period; Equestrian History
"As you can see, the Nazi Party rose to power during the mid- 1930's with Adolf Hitler as their leader, he soon became chancellor of Germany...."
as the teacher continued, i was caught in some sort of trance around my jotter, i began drawing brutal pictures of Blitz. I was ok at art, but i could not draw ponies for the life of me, but in this picture, you can't even tell what state Blitz is in. He is hanging from the ceiling, with barbed wire around his neck, blood dripping down from his throat. his Bottom jaw is missing, exposing the tongue and top teeth. His legs where Nailed to the wall, and his front legs where no-where to be seen. you knew it was blitz, because he has his own personal hoofball uniform. but it was no longer clothing. it was a pile of ashes on the floor. the only recognizable piece of his jacket was the small badge he always carried around. i had no idea what it was or what it represents. His Chest was open, exposing his heart and lungs, which were black and broken.
I was so focused on the drawing that i didn't even notice the teacher ask me a question
"When did WWII start...Uh... Fluttershy?"
"Fluttershy"
My only Friend, Mellow Melody, nudged me with her hoof.
"Fluttershy, the Teacher is asking you a question" She stated in her posh, Canterlotian accent.
"Huh what?"
"When did WWII Start?
"Uhh, The... First of September 1939 sir"
"Correct, now I expect you to be paying attention, Mrs. Fluttershy"
I Turned my attention back to the drawing, adding more, gruesome details and.... Suddenly, i felt a small object hit the back of my head, . I turned my head to inspect the mysterious object, it was a small piece of paper, scrunched into a small ball. I looked up from the floor, to see Blitz looking at me with a small hint of disgust. I picked up the piece of paper and unfolded it, inside was a message: "I Bet you enjoyed that Hit to the face you ugly, smelly Cunt."
That's when it happened.
i Burst out of my chair, And stormed over to Blitz, and, no longer able to control my Anger and body, i lunged onto him, he was pinned. "Ah! What the Fuck Fluttersh-" His sentence was cut short as i did the thing that i never thought i could or would do. I Lunged down onto his neck, and my teeth sank into his Voice box. Blood started to pour out of his throat, like some sort of Blood waterfall. He Screamed out in pain, although only groans and croaks escaped his mouth. I decided to change positions, i moved my face out of his throat, and i then moved to the side of his head, and i ripped off his ear, I was going to kill him. I was going to Kill him! I roared and grabbed his front leg, and, with all my strength, snapped his fore-leg into two. He was pale, even though you couldn't really see underneath his Chocolate brown coat. I could see the life escaping him. I never knew i had the strength to do anything like this. it's like i had been taken over, by some sort of Rabid Animal, or some sort of supreme being, feeding me power in exchange for my rage..
after the final breath of air escaped Blitz' lungs, i watched as his chest expanded for the last time. I had killed him. As soon as he died, i felt horrible, i felt miserable. I immediately began crying, i wiped what blood i could off of my face and i burst through the door, covering my face with my hair as I Galloped through the halls.
Back in the classroom, the teacher, still in shock, looked over to the drawing on the jotter. Mellow Saw the note and picked it up, and she saw the teacher look at the jotter. Mellow was smart, she could easily put two and two together. She then burst through the door too, in 'pursuit' of Fluttershy.
