So, you think I would be like every other Colt and filly. Raised by my family, school, friends. You know, the usual.
But nope. I was always kinda different. I was first abandoned by my father about my birth. The ponies I lived with were druggies. When I was 2, I started an adoption process.
For a few yrs, I was a normal unicorn filly. I had made two best friends. They too were unicorns. The first, Curl Blondie, a white unicorn filly with a blonde mane and tail.
The 2nd, Blondie's 2 yr older sister, Smartie, was a pale yellow with a gold mane and tail. We all got together for a few yrs. From the time we were 3 and 5, all the way to 5 and 7. Then, they moved.
In the meantime, with school. I was in preschool 2 yrs. There I also made friends. In my 1st yr, I made friends with twin earthpony colts. Bouncy Ball and Red Hot. Bouncy was blue with a brown mane. Red Hot was red with a yellow and orange mane. Bouncy was really friendly, and I was fond of him. Red Hot could be a little distant, but he was a good friend as well.
In my 2nd yr of preschool, I made friends with a Pegasus filly named Walnut. She was tan with a brown mane. My other friend was another unicorn named Lacee Lovely. She was pink with a yellow mane.
Here I had a crush on Code Condo. A olive green Earthpony with a brown mane.
So, I had a pretty good couple yrs of youth. Then, I advanced to 1st grade. And that is where I was forever a loner. Here is where I made my first enemy. Her name Picture Perfect. She was an ugly purple unicorn with a pink mane. Her cutie mark was a camera flashing and a spotlight. Every one thought she couldn't do no wrong. She was just the beginning of my problems.
There was a shy Pegasus filly, Mild Manners. She was a pale pink with a white mane. Boy, she could fly. I could never keep up. Anyway, this lasted for a yr. I had a crush on a Pegasus, lime green with a lemon colored mane. His name was Typhoon.
In 2nd grade I was all alone. Picture Perfect just got worst. I was taken advantage of for so long. I use to walk around the track field at recess. I pretended to be a mysterious pony called the Mystery Mare.
3rd grade, I met a earthpony filly named poison ivy. Her cutie mark was some poison ivy. She was green, with a greenish brownish mane. I helped her root down, and by the next yr, she was gone.
4th grade had to be one of the worst yrs of my life. My teacher was a Pegasus mare named Cruel Chase. She had a apple in which the stem turned into a whip as her cutie mark. She was orange with a red mane. Boy, she was sure we'll named. Here I had a crush on a unicorn Colt named Smart Alec. He had a brain as his cutie mark. He was a light blue with a white mane. Picture Perfect was and always had been a teacher's pet. She even threatened to tell lies about me if I didn't tell her who my crushes were.
I left for 5th and 6th grade. I was homeschooled. I never went to magic school. Just didn't feel like I would belong.
Somehow, in all this mess. In 2nd grade, despite being taken advantage of, I got my cutie mark. It was a silver moon connecting with a heart wearing a tiara. And next to it was a book. It showed my love of night, my ability to write, how I could love, and how my world is full of color and wishes.
Most of all , it showed my love to spread cheer. The moon and stars had always been comforting. I always loved to write, and I hoped to be an author one day. I loves to help with parties, because of all the happiness and socializing. No matter what, my world was full of color. And a shooting star you make wishes on, and my life was full of them. Wishes, dreams, fantasy/imagination. My motivation.
This was my rocky beginning in school and friends. My family though is a little odd. I am an only child. My dad is a silver Earth pony with a gray mane. His cutie mark is a pair of Levi's with gold surrounding it. He is a self business sales pony. My mom is a silvery blue with a silver mane. Her cutie mark is a volleyball with an A+ on a calculator in the ball.. She used to work as an assistant manager for a advertising company. She came home to take care of me though. I also own a dog. He is really nice, although he is an outside pet.
I had always gone to church. Just was part of this family. When I was about 10, I started having a crush on this minty green pegasus with a Sandy blonde mane. His name, Mighty Messenger. His cutie mark was a letter with a red heart in the closing. He and I became friends through out time. I will talk about what happened later.
When I was 12, I was sent to another school. It was okayish. I made friends here with a purple unicorn with a hot pink mane. Her name was Gabby Gums. Her cutie mark was an animal with a 1st aid kit. She had autism which led to often magical outbreaks. Another friend I made was sob ring. She didn't have a cutie mark yet. She was nice, but needed a lot of space. The only time she would be herself, was outside of school.
I also made friends with a earthpony colt named Captain Comics. He was red with a brown mane. His cutie mark was a pen on a comic page. I also made friends with a unicorn filly named Book Write. She was white with a minty green mane. Her cutie mark was a quill and book. We would have been closer if it wasn't for her little pegasus friend, Dino Drawer. This pegasus was brown with a black mane. Her cutie mark was a Dino/dragon skeleton with one bone as a pen. She wanted to be an archeologist, but she also was a good drawer too. Although, she was always trying to take away Book Write. And she often succeeded.
Here, I was part of the yearbook staff. I also made some friends in the younger grades. There was this one pegasus colt named Creepy Crawly. He was olive green with a blue and brown mane. We met by him scaring me. I don't remember how, but we became good friends. His cutie mark was a lightning bolt and a big mouth.
And so, my life had begun.
Author's Note
i will do special chapters pertaining to specific memories that make up who i am. the funny thing about this story is that it never ends. well, not soon anyway. i will add OC's if anypony wants to have there's included.
Through out my time, I have had to deal with bullying. Do you know how many times I have been told to just ignore? Just to be a good example? To just let go, or that
"sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me."
Whoever said that needs to get their head examined. Face it. We know that doesn't work. Maybe in the old days, but not now.
Having dealt with it my whole life, I and a couple of other people who were getting bullied last yr, decided to put our heads together and think.
We came up with an anti bully club. It was doing fine at 1st, but it started to go down hill. Now we are making lots of changes and are hoping that it'll get back off the ground.
All this had led me to almost desert my church because the people there weren't so inclusive. I wanted to die. I almost did. Surprisingly, listening to suicide songs helped me to get through.
I recovered on my own. Even when I had no one to talk to. I just hope who ever is out there that that will realize not all hope is lost. I went 8 yrs with no friends, being bullied, and having my dreams crushed. If someone like me can go through this and make it, others can to.
Remember, if you can not stop yourself, or someone you know, please seek help immediately. Someone cares, even if it takes almost a decade to find it. :)
My life is now a whole lot less crazier! I am now settling down in my studies with the few part time friends I have been able to scrap up, and I finally am in a quiet part of my life.
I know this story is all to short, but the series has come to an end and so must this. Although, it seems like a good place to settle down.
But just to leave a couple of my fondest memories.
Once, when I was nine, for Christmas day, I finally got that sled I had been asking for ever since preschool. And here it was! A lime green sled. 2 seater. Me and my family went to the best sledding hill in all of Bronco. And since it was Christmas, no one else was there, we sure had fun.
Another one of my memories is when I thought I almost had a new best friend. Her name was Crystal Cadenza. She was a small silver filly with a pink mane. Unicorn though. Still a blank flank. We got along for a couple of months. All that hope for only a short amount of time.
One other I can remember is when I thought we were actually going to move to the country and away from the city. I would be a real farm girl and everything.
And even though my life has had its ups and downs, my fondest memories are of that when I was young. My true self, before I was forced to grow up so young and fast. I realized what a cruel world we live in. But, I will admit that it does have its highs though.
And as I say farewell from this short inside view of who makes who I am. I hope, despite how short this story may be, that you have enjoyed all that I shared.
I will do a few Q/A things.
Bye!
