>You make your way towards school, head down and watching the dirt move by slowly past you.
>They will be there again.
>Just like every other morning.
>You sigh to yourself, remembering what your Mom and Dad told you about bullies.
>Dad told you to stick up for yourself.
>That you have no reason to be scared or afraid.
>But they hit so hard...
>Your Mom told you to just give them what they want for now and they would go talk to their parents.
>A scared lip trembles as you approach the Ponyville schoolhouse.
>"Where do you think YOU are going Ivy?" says a colt, cutting you off from your sanctuary.
>You freeze in place and close your eyes, holding your schoolbooks tightly in your hands.
>"Yeah!" says a second colt, tailing the first.
"N-Nowhere..." you choke out.
>"Darn right nowhere, ya freak!" says the second colt.
>They said it again.
>Tears begin to well in your eyes.
>Mommy said that you were special.
>That you were her miracle.
>Even then, it still made daggers go through your throat to hear them say it.
>You take your hand and reach into your books for the extra homework you filled out for them.
"H-here... I-isn't this, w-what you want?" you stutter out.
>The first colt walks up to you, eying the papers.
>"Hmmm."
>He raises his hoof high in the air and brings it towards your face.
>You flinch instinctively, dropping your books and falling into the mud, ruining your favorite T-shirt.
>The tears break free of their home, as the two colts take their copies, as well as yours.
>"Thanks... freak. Same time tomorrow!"
>Right now, you may be covered in mud, but you are swimming in shame.
>If only you could die, right now, and not have to walk into that school house.
>Teacher will be so mad.
>What if she makes you take off your dirty shirt!
>You cry even harder at the thought of exposing your chest to your classmates.
>When will it end?