I sat in front of the T.V. screen. Tears would slowly trail down my chin. As I stared at the blankly at the blank screen. My front hooves wherein a white cast as I sat in a wooden chair. The room I was in was small. The walls held small pictures the size of small books that I would sometimes imagine them alive with wonder and the joy the would bring to my imagination, but not today as for today I was sad. There were several other wooden chairs in the room spread out because they needed space for themselves.

There were also assorted pictures on small tables on the sides of the room in their small picture frames. The things that used to fascinate me don't anymore. I felt useless and like a waste of space...

I sniffled in my chair. Wishing for one thing... a friend... but I knew that I just... I....

I let out a breath as another tear leaked down my muzzle. I heard the door open behind me as I heard my mother walk in. She had a black coat and a black mane. She opened her mouth and spoke.

"No more sitting in this room. I let it go on long enough." She said sternly as she was crying softly trying to be strong. For who? I don't know...

I stared harder at the blank T.V. "I'm not getting up anymore, I'm not getting hurt again." I said quietly. I felt like I was wasting my mom's money taking me to the doctor when we had so little money. My dad left mom when I was born... and I knew the reason why... "This would be the last time, I told you," I said turning to face her. My Light brown coat and sandy brown mane seemed so sad and dark in the depressing room. I turned back to the T.V. sadly.

"You can't do anything about that." She said trying to reason with her son as her love for her son was too great. She would never dream of abandoning her baby. "You might fall between that chair and that television. If that's what God has planned for you, then that's what's going to happen. You can't hide from it sitting in the room." There was a pregnant pause before I spoke.

"They call me Mr.Glass at school because I break like glass," I confessed to my mom trying to make her understand.

My mom's face softened as she kneeled beside me. "You make this decision now... to be afraid... and you will never turn back..." She looked into my eyes as I avoided her gaze as I glared at the blank T.V. screen. "You're whole life, you will always be afraid." I slowly turned my head to face her as we stared into each other's eyes. I could see crying as she talked to me. There was another silent pause before we stood there staring into each other's eyes. After a minute she stood up she sniffed quietly. "I got a present for you." She said softly.

"Why?" I asked not really believing it.

"Forget why." She said. Then there was a three-second pause before she spoke again. "You want it or not?" She asked with a small smile. I slowly started to raise my head. "Well go get it then."

"Where is it?" I asked my mood still feeling down.

"On a bench, across the street." She said slowly.

I got up as my mom helped me walk over to the open window as we peered out. There was a park with kids playing. Somewhere playing jump rope, some sliding down a slide and others playing ball and tag.

"Someone's going to take it," I told my mom a little scared that I wouldn't get the present that my mom got for me.

"Then you better get out there soon." She said giving me a kiss on the forehead.

I don't know what it was but I felt a strong pull on my very being telling me to get the gift my mom was trying to give to me.

I walked out of my room and down the stairs. Walking across the street and up to the bench with a box with blue wrapping and a white ribbon. The other kids seemed to be oblivious to the box. I sat on the bench beside the gift. Gently picking it holding it with both hooves in front of me. As I used my mouth the undo the ribbon that was shaped into a bow freeing my gift from its prison. I ripped off the wrapper discarding it as if it was nothing. Now instead of the blue paper, I was holding a small plain cardboard box rectangular shape. I held it horizontal before I lifting off the cardboard lid. Before I slowly moved the wax paper hiding my gift under it like a magician.

Inside there was a something flipped upside down. I slowly lifted my gift and slowly turned it in a 180-degree slowly to see the picture better. What I saw was a dark grey pony wearing a black trench coat with a silver scarf around his neck, and he also wore a fedora with a silver ribbon around the base of his hat. He held a Tommy Gun in his hooves in a heroic pose.

My mom sat beside me trying to gauge my reaction. "I bought a whole bunch. There will be one of these waiting for you here, every time you want to come out here." She sniffed quietly. "They say this one has a surprise ending." I looked over at my mom as she got me curious. I slowly looked down at my gift. I smiled... something I thought I would never do. But I did.

Author's Note

Did you get he movie?