Promises

"So we are here about the Rocker case." Said a reported in front of the school yard teacher. The teacher seemed upset, but managed to bring out a few words."Yes uhh... Rocker was a very troubled kid uhh... he was bullied a lot. He was never as smart as the other kids are either so I guess that was why. But today when he came for class this morning, he looked happy. As happy as he cold ever bee. When I asked him he said"Cause today is a different day." He was right. He played attention all day, and then a stallion came today at lunch. He told the little colt that his little brother didn't survive birth. I offered to send him home today, but he said he had to stay or he will just get dummer. Which I had a hard time believing. That's where the trouble started. It was the end of the day and he was at his locker. Some of the ponies that bully him heard what happened and decided to torture him about it. It didn't make him cry harder though. It only got him made. He got so mad that he took hold of the bully's face, slammed it on the lockers, and repeatly slammed one of them shut on him. When he was finished I had a hard time telling who it was. I checked for a pulse but found none!

The reported gasped at what they had just heard. One of them spoke up,"Has anything been said about the time he will be spending? Where is the foal now?" The mare didn't want to talk right now. She just wanted to be left alone and too cry her eyes out. Instead she continued speaking."He is in police custody right now. He will be spending ten years in detention hall. Ten years! He is only five. That is too hard for somepony his age. Espically if his little brother had just died. I hope life will be easy for him. I have blessings that he will be alright and be good."

The reporters kept on writing stuff down. They wanted something "juicy." Something that would get them popular. The mare noticed their eagerness and scowled them down for they had no sense of life at a time like this."I think it is time for all you to go. If I see any off you here again, I well be pressing charges." The reporters sighed and left. The mare turned back to the school yard she was standing in and went into the school. When the incident took place they where forced to leave immeditally. Not because they where concerned for their saftey , but for they didn't want them to see the horrors that went on in their. She turned a corner and entered a class room with Rocker in it along with a few officers. She walked up to Rocker and looked him in the eye quit sadly. She noticed a few tears sprinkle down his face too.

"I'm sorry. There isn't anything I can do for you. Your parents will be waiting for you at the farm." She said to the little colt staring into nothing but void. She didn't want to tell him where he was really going. That would just make everything worst. Rocker knew what she meant by "farm" . Though he couldn't bring himself too talk. I don't deserve to talk, I deserve to be punished. he thought as he continued staring at the nothingness. He noticed a few tears roll down the teacher's cheek as well. "Is there anything I can get you? Anything at all?" She spoke in mere correction. Rocker just shook his head no. He didn't think he reserved anything. He hoped Celestia would put him down for what he has done. He looked at his teacher and said,"I'm ready to go now."

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Rocker woke up from where he was sleeping and stared at the ceiling. He didn't want to get up for he didn't want to socolize with the other ponies. He thought that they deserved better than he did. He wanted to die for what he did. He continued to lie down and close his eyes until his eternal sleep was interrupted by a mare knocking on his door. He singled her to come in and so she did. The room was small, but that is something he would expect from a place like this. The mare pulled a chair out from a desk on the opposite side of the room and as down next to him. She smiled and said,"Hello there. You must be Rocker... I'm Ms.Sunshine, and I am the wardon." Rocker did nothing but stare her eyes down. He thought wardons where mean at first. Maybe she is only nice too foals?

"What do you want?" He said. She just kept that smile, Rocker didn't get it. " I want to make you a better colt. You did something wrong and if you so much as regret it, I can help you get back up on your hoofs. It doesn't make you a bad pony... it just makes you a stronger stallion. Come with me, I will show you around. After words we will go get break fest. Hope you like oatmeal." It was true. Rocker loved oatmeal. He remember his mom would always cook it for him for break feast. Though he would only eat his moms oatmeal since she used a special recipie. He loved that special recipient and hoped to learn it someday, but as for right now he has a new life. One he must get use too. Rocker got up and went with Ms.Sunshine to have break feast. He was ready to start rehabilitation.