Calypso's nymph

   "Daddy!!!!!" she screeched through the mountainous rug. Derpy clawed her way up the stairs, despite the pain in her hip and the blood soaking her dandelion hair. Tears blinded her groggy view of her father brutally attacking her mother. She couldn't close her eyes to the sight of her mother being viciously sodomized, her yelps of excruciating pain and agony. Derpy yanked harder and harder on the jagged steps, finally making it to the wooden floor. Her eyes could barely make out the scene, her ears failing her as well. She felt herself falling to a deep sleep, but the levels of adrenaline refused this. Through wet eyes she rushed to the fireplace. She grabbed hold of a sharp decoration, with nothing but the desire for simplicity in her mind. Letting out a scream louder than her mothers, the distraught foal struck her target. Through the wetness in her eyes, she could see a foggy red mist clouding the surface, and two confused ovals staring at her. With her intention ready, her eyes slowly gave out and she heard nothing but an angelic voice say "D-Derpy..."

             The gray pegasus nervously trotted down the green fields to her schoolhouse, trying to drown the memories in her head with blissful daydreams. Feeling a bit sub-conscious about being a "blank-flank", she would become hesitant and contemplate going home. She wished she could run back and just be in the comfort of her mom, but she knew it was not an option with Delphaline's catatonic state. But Derpy had many reasons to fear attending the academy; she was bullied incessantly for her different ways. The other ponies would mock the position of her eyes and call her "idiot", "moron," "stupid bitch", "ugly whore", "worthless slut", names you'd find ridiculously unfair. Derpy's torture was inexcusable, but she fought through for her mother, her sister, and herself.

          Derpy entered the chatter-filled classroom with cartwheels in her stomach. The whole class fell silent in her presence. She slowly walked over to her seat, feeling as though her skin was being burned through by the vicious looks of the ponies. Derpy always felt like an outcast, for she was the only pegasus in the classroom. Pegasi were not taken kindly to in this town. "There's the blank-flank bitch and her cross-eyes," said Asher, the school bully. His mane was a dark asparagus and his coat maroon, with hateful and beady eyes that could kill anyone with a single look. Derpy felt condemned to have to sit in the middle of the classroom, but she knew Mr. Mushrouxm didn't care too much for her needs. "Settle down, class, today we have an important lesson to learn today," the intimidating Equuleus announced. The class rolled their eyes and brought out pencils. Derpy didn't realize how bright she was; Mr. Mushrouxm noticed how well she did on her homework and exams, but he felt quite threatened by her. He was very proud, and didn't take kindly to gifted students who obviously knew more than him. He taught the ponies about the physics of trotting. Derpy had no problem; some considered her slow, but she understood more than they wanted. The whole class had difficulty understanding the worksheet, while Derpy seemed to fly through the whole paper. The instructor noticed her not working while the others had exasperated facial expressions, so he went over to see what was up.

     "Ms. Hooves, explain why you aren't working." Mr. Mushrouxm asked sternly. Derpy slightly jumped at his presence, and she slowly lifted the paper to his hoof. The teacher rudely swiped it out of her hand, indicating unwanted dominance. The professor's eyes widened with shock and his head was boggled by the sight. Derpy worked every problem flawlessly; she did everything the way he asked and got every answer right. "Der...Derpy...Derpy Hooves, did you, by any chance, copy off students while they worked?" the pony yelled in fury. Every pony stopped suddenly to enjoy the drama. Derpy cowered in fear, for she knew she was going to be reprimanded. "How dare you steal the work of these hardworking ponies! They try so hard to truly learn, and you just take credit for their effort! You theif! You pest! You idiot simpleton!!" The teacher knew very well Derpy had done the work herself, but he loved to humiliate the student who made him feel so ashamed. "I will alert your parents and reveal this outrage. No student of mine has ever attempted such a sin, so I should expect this from you! A retarded, ugly mistake for a scholar! Leave my classroom now, you...you selfish, unworthy pegasus!!!" The horse screeched at the little pony. Fighting back treacherous tears, Derpy slowly picked up her things and walked out of the classroom. Not even the brutal beatings of her father, the cruel stares of strangers everywhere she went, the relentless bullying she received had ever made her feel so ashamed. Derpy was a hard-working honors student, she liked school. She loved to learn, it was one of her many talents that she was not yet aware of. How could he accuse her of something so ridiculous? She broke out in soft weeps and continued to walk home, as thunder pounded in her ear.