From Disability to Talent

by Ghost92

Rating: everyone
Tags: Slice of Life, Sad
Length: 658

Rose Petal is a young filly who has learning disabilities.

For years, Rose Petal has been bullied, and shunned due to her learning disabilities. Her parents stomped on her dreams. Rose petal developed low self-esteem, and depression. When she was at the bottom of darkness, and self-hatred. Someone reached out their hand, to help them out of the darkness, and self-hatred. This is a story of how a pony overcame their learning disabilities, and started to like herself.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-03-15 03:05:57 UTC

Chapter One: The Darkness

Hi, My name is Rose Petals, But I have been called many different things, most of them negative. I was called retard, idiot, SpEd, and stupid. These words over time, hurt me, and my self-esteem. I was bullied, harassed, and told I was never going to do anything important, all because I had learning disabilities. I admit, I don't learn as fast as other ponies, but I can still learn. I have problems with working memory, short-term memory, socializing, and auditory information. For almost all my fillyhood, I was depressed, and even thought of ending it all, but at the saddest, darkest moment, a pony reached out her hand to pull me out of the darkness, and sadness. Her name was Luna, and thanks to her, I learned to accept myself, and to be the best I could be.

Without her, I wouldn't have became a doctor, I would have been dead. This is the story of my struggles and how I made it though with Luna's help.

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"Hey look it's Rose, the retard pony!" One male pony yelled, pointing at Rose.

'Oh no it's DarkMoon, He's going to come over here, and beat me up with all his friends, like he did Monday. I got lucky yesterday, because he was sick, and he was the group's leader, so the didn't get beat up, because they follow him like a flock of sheep to a Shepherd.' I Thought , getting ready to run. Darkmoon was joined by a buddies, Midnight star, Chocolate, and Queen Tia. They surrounded me, leaving no room to escape.

"So what should we do to her today?" Asked DarkMoon.

"I say take her to the rainbow factory, they sure could use a retard like her."

"Nah, than she would become a rainbow, an ugly rainbow" Darkmoon laughed.

"We could bring her to Pinkie pie"

"No, she would poison everyone"

"How bout we tie her to the spinner"

"Great Idea!"

They all grabbed Rose, I screamed, and struggled, trying to get free.

"Please don't!" I plead, tears in her eyes. they dragged me towards the spinner, a piece of playground equipment that span the riders around, a symbol of fun, but of course the boys were going to turn it into a torture device. They all tied me to the middle pole of the spinner with a rope they found. They had bats in their hands. 'Well this isn't going to be good' I thought .. "Please don't" Cried Rose. DarkMoon grabbed one of the metal bars, and pushed in back with such fast, the spinner started to spin faster, and faster. All the other male ponies took their bats, and started to hit me while I was spinning. "Please Stop!" Please!" "I can't take it anymore!" Rose screamed and screamed, but no pony came to her rescue, it fact the teacher was watching, and laughing. They continued, still hitting me with the bats, and spinning the spinner. One of course had a great idea to get a beehive. Which they threw in the spinner, which became surrounded by bees. I kept on getting hit, and strung, and I felt sick. Lucky I was saved by the bell Literally. The teacher called in the class, the boys stopped hitting me, and ran back to the classroom, DarkMoon stayed where he was for a minute. "You Stay Here, Only normal ponies deserve an education!" He Barked at her, then off he went to the classroom, the teacher who was waiting at the door welcomed him, then slammed the door after he entered the classroom, not even looking, or waiting for me. I sat there depressed, and lonely.

DarkMoon was right, I don't deserve an education, the only thing I deserve is death. I started to cry, tears ran down the wounds, left from the bee strings, and being beaten by bats, it strung, but not as much as being alive.......