Midnight’s storyby ArtistChaptersMidnight’s storyThe day I was adoptedThe first day for school againMidnight’s storyAuthor's Note I had to rewrite it, because you didn’t like it. Midnight’s story Hi, my name is Midnight and this my story through my eyes. Born in a small town just outside Canterlot City, my Mom and Father never actually wanted me in the first place. Looking back, I wonder why my parents got together in the first place. After my birth, Mom took me to another room and shook me so hard that I could not breathe and left me for dead in the empty room. She later came back and retrieved me up and we went home. Those first few years were a living hell for me from the constant abuse from my mom. I could not understand why she did not love me; I am her son. At one point I thought it was my own fault for being born. But when I turned 7 the abuse from my mom stopped but then my dad started to drink and his reign of terror began as he out lashed on me and my mother. Sitting in my room crying because my dad hit me again, I never had the power to do anything without being beaten. Having autism alongside my other disability, Shaken Baby Syndrome, my mental age is around that of an 8-year-old even though I am 16. I cannot talk yet, but I hope that I can soon. There was a knock on my nonexistent door which my mom had to take off its hinges because my dad did not want me to close it. “Lunch time!” Dad’s booming voice yelled at me from the doorway. I did not respond so I just nodded and followed my dad down the stairs in complete silence. When we came to the bottom of the stairs, my mom was sitting at the table looking mentally broken. I wanted to ask her if she was ok, but I didn’t know how to use my voice because I was never taught to speak because it was ‘to difficult.’ “Sit!” Father commanded me, so I did as I was told without resisting. Lunch usually was not very eventful, this time was no different. We just sat there in silence, I was quietly eating my lunch when dad got up and walked around the table to me and hit me across the head. My parents always found an opportunity to hit me even if it was only something small. “Eat!” Dad yelled as he shoved my face down. “You may think we care about you, but we never have!” Mom chimed in. “GO TO YOUR ROOM NOW!” Dad barked at me as I sat there crying. I tried to get up from my seat but I couldn't move. “STOP CRYING!” Mom bellowed. I wanted to ask what I had done wrong, But I couldn't. So I just quietly went to my room and cried. My parents always found a way to make my life a living hell. After I went to bed, mom and dad were downstairs drinking and I heard mom screaming at dad. I couldn’t sleep because I was afraid that mom and dad were going to hurt me. It was 3:00 PM when my mom came into my room crying which told me dad had hit her. I wanted to tell her everything would be alright. After an hour of crying, my mom went out of my room but before she left, she said “you were lucky tonight!” I knew what that meant but I didn’t want to show her that I can understand everything going on. My parents keep telling me how they never wanted kids, and I was a mistake. Because of my autism I sometimes don’t understand social cues and my social skills are non existent. I was laying in bed looking out of the window at the house next to mine at the dad kissing his son as he hugged him, I sighed wishing I had a loveing family, but I can never be as lucky as that kid, and know it, The day I was adoptedThere was a sharp banging noise on my door then out of the corner of my eye I saw my mom stomp into the room and pull the covers off of my bed. "Time to get up!" My mom screamed at me. I was taken aback by her lack of emotion in her voice and why she was yelling at me. "You can get dressed by yourself I'm not gonna help you, I should've never given birth to you!" My mom screamed as she slammed the door. As mom left my room I started crying because I never thought I would be able to get dressed by myself so I just lay there in my diaper. A few minutes later mom came back and I was still not dressed, so she just gave me some pants but no T-shirt. I tried to get the pants on, but I couldn't get them over my braces. Mom looked very very annoyed and helped me. I have blue eyes and brown hair that covers my ears, I am wearing baby blue pants that show my very thin legs. My skin is a light blue color, because I was shaken when I was born. “There, in a few minutes, I don't have to ever help you again!” Mom said as she walked out of the room. “Let's go downstairs.” Mom commanded as she came back into my room and dragged me down the stairs. Once downstairs, I was greeted by two young women who were sitting at the table. “Hi, Midnight, how are you?” One of the women with yellow skin with pink hair and a green skirt on asked me. I did not answer her, instead I just sat there. “So we are going to adopt Midnight, because we heard about his home life and we feel that it would be best that he comes to live with us.” The other woman with pink skin and hair said. “If you agree, please sign here,” the woman with yellow skin said to mom as she got out a piece of paper with some writing on it, as she signed it mom showed no emotion in her face whatsoever. Mom did not hug me she did not look at me either, I didn't understand what I had done wrong. As we went outside and saw the black van I was wondering where I was going, where were the two women taking me. As I got into the van, I realized that they were going to hurt me, so I started to cry. “Hey, what’s wrong, sweetie?” The woman with the green skirt said to me. The other woman was outside talking to mom about me. ”Hey Fluttershy, he thought that we were going to hurt him.” The woman with the pink poufy hair said to her friend. “Oh no, we are not going to hurt you.” Fluttershy said, wrapping her arms around me. That was the first time I had ever felt love. As the van door closed, my mom was standing outside her expression as cold as her heart. A couple of hours later, we pulled up to a red house with a black roof, I looked at the house in shock. If this is where I was going to be staying, then I was looking forward to it. Fluttershy saw the excitement in my eyes and smiled. “Welcome to your new home.” Fluttershy said as we got out of the van, “Let us go inside.” Above the entryway there was a sign that read “Welcome Home.” As we went inside I was shown to my new room, it was very big with a couch in one corner of the room and a bed by the window, other than a few pictures on the walls, there was not really much in the room, except for a wheelchair. “How do you like your new room?” Fluttershy asked me. A wide smile spread across my face as I took it all in. “Hey, Pinkie did you bring his luggage from the van?” Fluttershy asked the other woman. “Um… his mom didn’t pack him any luggage.” Pinkie said as she looked at me with sadness in her eyes. “Oh, then we have to buy him clothes tomorrow morning,” Fluttershy said. “Ok so I’ll go to the shops tomorrow morning and you can stay home with Midnight,” Pinkie said. “Well, good night, sweetie,” Fluttershy said as she tucked me into my bed in my room and turned off the lights as she shut the door a little bit. That night, I could not sleep, I was so worried that something bad was going to happen. The next morning, I woke up because Fluttershy came in my room with a tray of food and put it next to my bed as she sat down. “Hey, Midnight, did you sleep well?” Fluttershy asked me. I shook my head and started crying. “Oh, sweetie I wish I could help you.” Fluttershy said on the verge of tears herself, but I did not want to make her feel sad. I liked Mommy Fluttershy and Mommy Pinkie, they didn’t hurt me like my real mommy did, they made me happy when I was sad. I looked at the tray on the little round table beside my bed, I’m not sure what it is called, I never had one of those. Fluttershy places the spoon in my hand and guides it to my mouth but I don't want to eat, I make that very clear by throwing my food around. “Midnight, you have to eat something, please.” Fluttershy said to me. My face turns very red as I become more and more upset, Fluttershy just watch as I have a meltdown kicking and screaming all the emotions of the past 16 years coming back. Just then mommy Pinkie comes in to see what is going on. “I'm not sure what to do, he won't eat.” Fluttershy yells over my screaming. “Just give it time, I’m sure he will understand that he has to eat,” Pinkie said as she and Fluttershy left the room. Fluttershy looks back worry edged on her face. The first day for school againThe next morning, I woke up to Fluttershy coming into my room and opening the curtains. “Morning, Midnight, did you sleep well?” She asked as she walked over to my bed and sat down on it. I giggled. “I’m so glad!” Mommy Fluttershy said as she got up and walked to my dresser and opened it and found my green school clothes, and laid them out on the bed as she got me changed into a clean diaper. Then she got my T-shirt on over my head, and then she put my pants on. Then she lifted me into my wheelchair and suddenly I had a spasm, I shook against the 5 point harness that went across my chest to keep me from falling and to keep me upright. I felt my diaper get full, but I couldn't get Fluttershy to help me. ”Let's get you something to eat, ok?” My mother said as she wheeled me to the dining room. Even though I could walk I still needed a wheelchair because of my seizures, my moms just want me to be safe. As I was wheeled to the table, Pinkie was preparing my tube feed, when she was done, she came over to me and lifted my shirt to reveal a Mickey button, I needed it put in because I couldn't eat properly. Then she filled a syringe with a liquid that looked like apple juice and put it in. I felt my stomach get full, as the liquid went in. “So, are you excited for school?” Pinkie asked, ruffling my hair. I managed a small smile. “Good.” She exclaimed excitedly. When I was done with my feed, Pinkie flushed out the feeding tube with sterile water, then she closed the mickey button and pulled my shirt down. “There we go, all done,” Pinkie said as she kissed me on the cheek. “Let’s go to school, sweet boy,” Fluttershy said as she got up and walked to me, taking the attendant controls, she wheeled me outside to the van. I was very very uncomfortable because I had made a mess in my diaper, but I needed to wait until I got to school to get changed. The ride to school didn't take long. As we arrived at the school and got out, I saw kids were staring at me, but I didn’t know why. The school building was red and black, there was a sign above the entrance to the school that read ‘Stephen Hawking high school’. My mouth hung open as I took in my surroundings, then out of one of the doors came a woman who had a T-shirt on that was red and black with the words Stephen Hawking high on it. “Welcome to Stephen Hawking high school, we are so happy to have you!” The woman said to me in a very childish voice as she took the attendant controls and turned me around to see her. “Time to say goodbye to mommy,” she said as she picked up my right hand and waved at Fluttershy and Pinkie. “Bye-bye, Midnight, we will see you this afternoon, ok?” Fluttershy said with a laugh. I didn't respond as I sat in my chair looking lost in space as the woman wheeled me into school. Inside I saw a lot of students going and leaving classes. There was something that looked like a big trophy case against a wall, as we passed it, I looked at all of the trophies in it. As we got to the classroom I could not help but wonder if I will be able to make friends. The woman who was with me opened the door and wheeled me inside. I was drooling profusely as I looked around the room. There was a play area in one corner of the room, from what I could see, there were a lot of fun things to play with, there were sensory light towers and light wands and there were even some silken sheets in different colors. “Welcome Midnight, I hope that you are doing well, ain’t you?” A man with a black shirt on said as he walked over to me. I didn't know what to do so I just sat there. “Hey everyone, this is Midnight he is a new student here, so please make him feel welcome,” The man addressed his students. “Hi Midnight I am Pinkie nice to meet you, do you like parties?” The student next to me said. I looked at her with wide eyes. “Pinkie, calm down, do you need a break?” The teacher asked Pinkie. “No I’m fine just really excited about Midnight being here!” Pinkie said. “Ok, just remember he doesn't like you getting so close to him,” the teacher said. “Ok, I’ll try to remember that,” Pinkie said. As I looked around, someone caught my eye, she was so cute at that moment I wished I could talk. “Hey, Midnight, it's nice to see a new face here,” The computer on her wheelchair said to me. She has cerebral palsy, I think her name is Pastel, she has a red and yellow coat on, it has a painter's palate embroidered on it. She is sitting in a large tilt in space wheelchair that is also red and yellow, her hands shaking in excitement as she smiles at me, some drool on her lips. I feel a warm fuzzy feeling in the pit of my stomach, but I don't understand why I am feeling that. Author's Note I am so sorry this chapter is so small, I just don't have any ideas for it, but I hope that you will enjoy it as much as possible.
Midnight’s storyAuthor's Note I had to rewrite it, because you didn’t like it. Midnight’s story Hi, my name is Midnight and this my story through my eyes. Born in a small town just outside Canterlot City, my Mom and Father never actually wanted me in the first place. Looking back, I wonder why my parents got together in the first place. After my birth, Mom took me to another room and shook me so hard that I could not breathe and left me for dead in the empty room. She later came back and retrieved me up and we went home. Those first few years were a living hell for me from the constant abuse from my mom. I could not understand why she did not love me; I am her son. At one point I thought it was my own fault for being born. But when I turned 7 the abuse from my mom stopped but then my dad started to drink and his reign of terror began as he out lashed on me and my mother. Sitting in my room crying because my dad hit me again, I never had the power to do anything without being beaten. Having autism alongside my other disability, Shaken Baby Syndrome, my mental age is around that of an 8-year-old even though I am 16. I cannot talk yet, but I hope that I can soon. There was a knock on my nonexistent door which my mom had to take off its hinges because my dad did not want me to close it. “Lunch time!” Dad’s booming voice yelled at me from the doorway. I did not respond so I just nodded and followed my dad down the stairs in complete silence. When we came to the bottom of the stairs, my mom was sitting at the table looking mentally broken. I wanted to ask her if she was ok, but I didn’t know how to use my voice because I was never taught to speak because it was ‘to difficult.’ “Sit!” Father commanded me, so I did as I was told without resisting. Lunch usually was not very eventful, this time was no different. We just sat there in silence, I was quietly eating my lunch when dad got up and walked around the table to me and hit me across the head. My parents always found an opportunity to hit me even if it was only something small. “Eat!” Dad yelled as he shoved my face down. “You may think we care about you, but we never have!” Mom chimed in. “GO TO YOUR ROOM NOW!” Dad barked at me as I sat there crying. I tried to get up from my seat but I couldn't move. “STOP CRYING!” Mom bellowed. I wanted to ask what I had done wrong, But I couldn't. So I just quietly went to my room and cried. My parents always found a way to make my life a living hell. After I went to bed, mom and dad were downstairs drinking and I heard mom screaming at dad. I couldn’t sleep because I was afraid that mom and dad were going to hurt me. It was 3:00 PM when my mom came into my room crying which told me dad had hit her. I wanted to tell her everything would be alright. After an hour of crying, my mom went out of my room but before she left, she said “you were lucky tonight!” I knew what that meant but I didn’t want to show her that I can understand everything going on. My parents keep telling me how they never wanted kids, and I was a mistake. Because of my autism I sometimes don’t understand social cues and my social skills are non existent. I was laying in bed looking out of the window at the house next to mine at the dad kissing his son as he hugged him, I sighed wishing I had a loveing family, but I can never be as lucky as that kid, and know it,
The day I was adoptedThere was a sharp banging noise on my door then out of the corner of my eye I saw my mom stomp into the room and pull the covers off of my bed. "Time to get up!" My mom screamed at me. I was taken aback by her lack of emotion in her voice and why she was yelling at me. "You can get dressed by yourself I'm not gonna help you, I should've never given birth to you!" My mom screamed as she slammed the door. As mom left my room I started crying because I never thought I would be able to get dressed by myself so I just lay there in my diaper. A few minutes later mom came back and I was still not dressed, so she just gave me some pants but no T-shirt. I tried to get the pants on, but I couldn't get them over my braces. Mom looked very very annoyed and helped me. I have blue eyes and brown hair that covers my ears, I am wearing baby blue pants that show my very thin legs. My skin is a light blue color, because I was shaken when I was born. “There, in a few minutes, I don't have to ever help you again!” Mom said as she walked out of the room. “Let's go downstairs.” Mom commanded as she came back into my room and dragged me down the stairs. Once downstairs, I was greeted by two young women who were sitting at the table. “Hi, Midnight, how are you?” One of the women with yellow skin with pink hair and a green skirt on asked me. I did not answer her, instead I just sat there. “So we are going to adopt Midnight, because we heard about his home life and we feel that it would be best that he comes to live with us.” The other woman with pink skin and hair said. “If you agree, please sign here,” the woman with yellow skin said to mom as she got out a piece of paper with some writing on it, as she signed it mom showed no emotion in her face whatsoever. Mom did not hug me she did not look at me either, I didn't understand what I had done wrong. As we went outside and saw the black van I was wondering where I was going, where were the two women taking me. As I got into the van, I realized that they were going to hurt me, so I started to cry. “Hey, what’s wrong, sweetie?” The woman with the green skirt said to me. The other woman was outside talking to mom about me. ”Hey Fluttershy, he thought that we were going to hurt him.” The woman with the pink poufy hair said to her friend. “Oh no, we are not going to hurt you.” Fluttershy said, wrapping her arms around me. That was the first time I had ever felt love. As the van door closed, my mom was standing outside her expression as cold as her heart. A couple of hours later, we pulled up to a red house with a black roof, I looked at the house in shock. If this is where I was going to be staying, then I was looking forward to it. Fluttershy saw the excitement in my eyes and smiled. “Welcome to your new home.” Fluttershy said as we got out of the van, “Let us go inside.” Above the entryway there was a sign that read “Welcome Home.” As we went inside I was shown to my new room, it was very big with a couch in one corner of the room and a bed by the window, other than a few pictures on the walls, there was not really much in the room, except for a wheelchair. “How do you like your new room?” Fluttershy asked me. A wide smile spread across my face as I took it all in. “Hey, Pinkie did you bring his luggage from the van?” Fluttershy asked the other woman. “Um… his mom didn’t pack him any luggage.” Pinkie said as she looked at me with sadness in her eyes. “Oh, then we have to buy him clothes tomorrow morning,” Fluttershy said. “Ok so I’ll go to the shops tomorrow morning and you can stay home with Midnight,” Pinkie said. “Well, good night, sweetie,” Fluttershy said as she tucked me into my bed in my room and turned off the lights as she shut the door a little bit. That night, I could not sleep, I was so worried that something bad was going to happen. The next morning, I woke up because Fluttershy came in my room with a tray of food and put it next to my bed as she sat down. “Hey, Midnight, did you sleep well?” Fluttershy asked me. I shook my head and started crying. “Oh, sweetie I wish I could help you.” Fluttershy said on the verge of tears herself, but I did not want to make her feel sad. I liked Mommy Fluttershy and Mommy Pinkie, they didn’t hurt me like my real mommy did, they made me happy when I was sad. I looked at the tray on the little round table beside my bed, I’m not sure what it is called, I never had one of those. Fluttershy places the spoon in my hand and guides it to my mouth but I don't want to eat, I make that very clear by throwing my food around. “Midnight, you have to eat something, please.” Fluttershy said to me. My face turns very red as I become more and more upset, Fluttershy just watch as I have a meltdown kicking and screaming all the emotions of the past 16 years coming back. Just then mommy Pinkie comes in to see what is going on. “I'm not sure what to do, he won't eat.” Fluttershy yells over my screaming. “Just give it time, I’m sure he will understand that he has to eat,” Pinkie said as she and Fluttershy left the room. Fluttershy looks back worry edged on her face.
The first day for school againThe next morning, I woke up to Fluttershy coming into my room and opening the curtains. “Morning, Midnight, did you sleep well?” She asked as she walked over to my bed and sat down on it. I giggled. “I’m so glad!” Mommy Fluttershy said as she got up and walked to my dresser and opened it and found my green school clothes, and laid them out on the bed as she got me changed into a clean diaper. Then she got my T-shirt on over my head, and then she put my pants on. Then she lifted me into my wheelchair and suddenly I had a spasm, I shook against the 5 point harness that went across my chest to keep me from falling and to keep me upright. I felt my diaper get full, but I couldn't get Fluttershy to help me. ”Let's get you something to eat, ok?” My mother said as she wheeled me to the dining room. Even though I could walk I still needed a wheelchair because of my seizures, my moms just want me to be safe. As I was wheeled to the table, Pinkie was preparing my tube feed, when she was done, she came over to me and lifted my shirt to reveal a Mickey button, I needed it put in because I couldn't eat properly. Then she filled a syringe with a liquid that looked like apple juice and put it in. I felt my stomach get full, as the liquid went in. “So, are you excited for school?” Pinkie asked, ruffling my hair. I managed a small smile. “Good.” She exclaimed excitedly. When I was done with my feed, Pinkie flushed out the feeding tube with sterile water, then she closed the mickey button and pulled my shirt down. “There we go, all done,” Pinkie said as she kissed me on the cheek. “Let’s go to school, sweet boy,” Fluttershy said as she got up and walked to me, taking the attendant controls, she wheeled me outside to the van. I was very very uncomfortable because I had made a mess in my diaper, but I needed to wait until I got to school to get changed. The ride to school didn't take long. As we arrived at the school and got out, I saw kids were staring at me, but I didn’t know why. The school building was red and black, there was a sign above the entrance to the school that read ‘Stephen Hawking high school’. My mouth hung open as I took in my surroundings, then out of one of the doors came a woman who had a T-shirt on that was red and black with the words Stephen Hawking high on it. “Welcome to Stephen Hawking high school, we are so happy to have you!” The woman said to me in a very childish voice as she took the attendant controls and turned me around to see her. “Time to say goodbye to mommy,” she said as she picked up my right hand and waved at Fluttershy and Pinkie. “Bye-bye, Midnight, we will see you this afternoon, ok?” Fluttershy said with a laugh. I didn't respond as I sat in my chair looking lost in space as the woman wheeled me into school. Inside I saw a lot of students going and leaving classes. There was something that looked like a big trophy case against a wall, as we passed it, I looked at all of the trophies in it. As we got to the classroom I could not help but wonder if I will be able to make friends. The woman who was with me opened the door and wheeled me inside. I was drooling profusely as I looked around the room. There was a play area in one corner of the room, from what I could see, there were a lot of fun things to play with, there were sensory light towers and light wands and there were even some silken sheets in different colors. “Welcome Midnight, I hope that you are doing well, ain’t you?” A man with a black shirt on said as he walked over to me. I didn't know what to do so I just sat there. “Hey everyone, this is Midnight he is a new student here, so please make him feel welcome,” The man addressed his students. “Hi Midnight I am Pinkie nice to meet you, do you like parties?” The student next to me said. I looked at her with wide eyes. “Pinkie, calm down, do you need a break?” The teacher asked Pinkie. “No I’m fine just really excited about Midnight being here!” Pinkie said. “Ok, just remember he doesn't like you getting so close to him,” the teacher said. “Ok, I’ll try to remember that,” Pinkie said. As I looked around, someone caught my eye, she was so cute at that moment I wished I could talk. “Hey, Midnight, it's nice to see a new face here,” The computer on her wheelchair said to me. She has cerebral palsy, I think her name is Pastel, she has a red and yellow coat on, it has a painter's palate embroidered on it. She is sitting in a large tilt in space wheelchair that is also red and yellow, her hands shaking in excitement as she smiles at me, some drool on her lips. I feel a warm fuzzy feeling in the pit of my stomach, but I don't understand why I am feeling that. Author's Note I am so sorry this chapter is so small, I just don't have any ideas for it, but I hope that you will enjoy it as much as possible.
