I went to school

When I was done with my last class of the day.

Pinkie wheeled me out of the school and to the little red van that was parked outside, then the driver of the van, took me to the back of the van and loaded me in the back, as we waited for the other students Pinkie got off of the van after the driver had put me in the back.

“Hey, Pinkie, where are you going? Are you coming with me?” I asked with a noticeable strain in my voice.

“No, I can’t, this is the special-needs van, I go in a different van, but I will see you tomorrow, ok?” Pinkie answered getting off of the van and closing the sliding door.

For the first time in a really long time I felt alone, I felt like nobody wanted to be my friend, not even Pinkie.

“Seatbelts everyone,” The driver called, the van started going.

“Hey, look, there is the spastic!” a boy shouted as he pointed at me. All of a sudden the van ride felt like it would go on for an eternity, I literally felt sick to my stomach.

The first people that were dropped off were Jonathan and his brother Julius, they both had cerebral palsy.

When I was enrolled in elementary school on the first day I met Jonathan but his brother Julius came a year later to the school.

The second person to be dropped off, was the boy who had called me a spastic, I think his name was Sebastian. And after Sebastian got dropped off, the van ride became very peaceful, Sebastian’s friend Simon got dropped off before me because we lived on the same street.

“See you tomorrow,” Simon said as he got out of the van.

I didn’t say anything, because I knew that the minute I open my mouth Simon would be gone.

The van started to go, and the driver put on the radio.

The song that was playing on the radio was called the first cut is the deepest by Sheryl Crow, she is a very good singer, I love her work.

After we dropped off simon, the van continued on its way now the only person left in the van was me.

I lived 12 blocks from Simon, so the van ride home from Simon’s, wasn’t very long.

When the van pulled up to my house, my dad was waiting outside for me, once I got out of the van my dad walked over to where the van was.

“Hi, thanks,” My dad said to the driver, the driver gave a small smile before he got back into the van and drove away.

My dad took me inside and help me out of my coat and gloves and hat, then he took me up to my room and laid me on the beanbag, the reason why I had to lie down three times a day because sitting in the wheelchair too long would make me very stiff.

“How was your first day of school, sweetie?” My dad asked me, sitting next to me on the beanbag.

”I...had a very good day,” I lied to my dad which I have never done before.

“Did you make a new friend, today?” My dad asked when he saw my small grin.

”Yes, her name is Pinkie Pie,” I managed to get out.

“It’s nice to hear that you made a new friend, hun,” my dad praised as he hugged me.

”Dad, where is m...m…mom?” I asked after my dad put me in my wheelchair, so that had more mobility and could move easily around the house,

“She’s going to talk to you later, ok?” My dad acknowledged avoiding my question.

“Yes, I understand,” I wearily stated.

“Do you want your iPad?” My dad asked me.

I nodded.

”OK but let’s get you in bed first you look really tired, ” my dad said as he picked me up and placed me in bed.

Once he had placed me in bed.

He took the iPad off of the charger, and placed it on its stand next to my bed then he turned it on and put in the password, once the iPad was loaded my father turned on a video for me and he gave me a switch with which to turn off and on the video.

My father also gave me another switch so that I could choose the video that I wanted to play next.

Three hours later my mom came into my room, I was lying on my bed trying to look at my iPad that was mounted on a stand at the side of my bed, because I can’t physically hold the iPad, my dad or whoever is with me at the moment needs to turn on a video or whatever, I want them to turn on or if I want to play a game they have to set up the switches so that I can play the game.

My mom sat down on the edge of my bed, I did not look at her because I was ashamed that she would find out that I lied to dad.

“Pastel, I heard that you had a seizure today, is that right?” My mom asked as she waited for my response.

“Yes, I'm sorry that I lied to dad, my first day was horrible the other kids don’t like me!” I screamed almost knocking over the iPad stand.

“Shh, don’t be upset, your dad also told me that you made a friend today.” My mom calmed me down.

My eyes welling up with tears, I knew that the van ride was horrible and that the other kids at school didn’t like me but how could I tell my mother that, I did not tell her about Rarity, because I did not know how my mother would react to me telling her that I’ve been bullied.

My hands were clenched as I just laid there and cried, I was hurting but I couldn’t tell my mom that.

“Oh sweetie, I’m sorry that you had such a bad day, is there anything I can do for you?” My mom calmly asked.

I just shook my head, because at that very moment it was too hard for me to verbalize that I was hurting.

A couple of minutes of silence followed the only sound that could be heard was my silent crying.

“I’m sorry honey but if you can’t tell me what’s bothering you I can’t help you,” my mom said as she got up to leave my room, “I'll be back in a few minutes, ok?”

I nodded.

Rocks glass was sitting in the living room reading a book when Cherry came into the living room and sat down in the arm chair on the opposite side of the rug.

“I don’t know what to do about Pastel, she won’t tell me what’s wrong,” Cherry complaint.

“Let me talk to her, I might know what’s going on,” Rocks glass said as he got up from the armchair to go to Pastel’s room.

‘But you just have to be careful, when I left she was very upset she nearly threw her iPad casing on the floor, and she nearly knocked over the iPad stand when the iPad was still on it!” Cherry said getting up and going after Rocks Glass.

As I heard my father coming up the stairs I knew that couldn’t mean anything good, I was still a bit upset but I couldn’t bring myself to tell my father or my mother what had happened at school that day.

“Pastel honey, we have to talk to you about what happened at school today, please open the door,” I heard my mother's voice from outside the door say.

After a couple of minutes I finally opened the door and looked at my mother and my father with the tears still streaming down my face like a waterfall.

Both my mother and my father embraced me into a tight hug.

“Now tell us what happened at school today that made you so upset?” My dad calmly asked me when my parents had finished hugging me.

“I’m fine, you don’t need to worry about me,” I lied as my father got up and got a tissue for me.

“Are you sure sweetheart, you were pretty upset when you came home,” my mother added.

“Yeah you know you can tell us anything,” my father added.

“Mom, dad I’ll be fine, me tired, go to bed now,” I yawned.

“Ok, good night sweetheart,” my father said before giving me a kiss.

My mother also gave me a kiss and then turned out the lights and her and my father left for the evening to leave me alone.