"Come on guys shes not worth the risk of being caught." the pink filly said about to walk off
"Wait i think the baby is gonna try and get up bubble drop" said the young stallion with the purple hair referring to the pink filly
"Hand me the rock chase" the blue filly yelled over to the orange colt
She hit the rock against the beaten filly's head on the floor blood leaks from the cut on her head knocking her out
"Shes out bubbledrop" the blue filly yelled to the other young mare
"Nice hit wind" said bubbledrop
"Lets go before someone see us"
the three bullies ran away from the tree they did the horrible deed
a young grey filly lays under a old tall tree terrible beaten, bruised, and bloody.
she wakes up during sun set and sees her body's current state
weak, bloody, bruised, beaten, torn...
she looks from behind the tree towards the town to see the bullies chatting, bantering....
acting as if the fight never happened
she puts on her book bag and slowly walks away from them towards the outsides of the town
blank, almost nothing, just broken dirt ground with hard sharp broken glass shards and rocks
"i am Nothing" she says with her head down
walking towards the place they call her home but its not...
