In Our Realm by GuyWithAJetpack.
"Faggot! Get your gay ass out of here!" They all yelled in unison. Their reflections on the polished wood floor seemed to be yelling too. In back of the group were my "friends". They yelled along beside the others. I was already on my way out. One of my "friends" came up and tripped me. The group laughed. Time seemed to slow as I fell. I couldn't put my hands out in front of me. I could only watch as my face got closer to the floor. I felt a blunt pain in my nose as it shot through my body. I stayed on the ground for a while. As I stayed there, I felt a hard pain on my left. I looked up and saw people were gathering around me and kicking me. I curled up into fetal position, and took it. I wasn't going to fight back because I would be the only one to get in trouble. I decided to black out, that was the only thing I could do.
When I awoke, the tan walls greeted me. No one was around, and the flourescent lights were off. I realized that It was after hours. My backpack was nearby. I put it on, and started to try to find a way out. The One way gym exit door was nearby. I walked towards it and opened the door. The sun was low in the sky. I started walking home. The two mile walk home.
It was night when I got home. I set my stuff on the table. "Mom, Im home!" I yelled, not like she cared. I looked in the fridge. I wasn't hungry, I just like the light. I did grab a coke, then went to the shed. In the dim light I saw the color scheme, it matched the house, but I really didn't care.
I unlocked the door, and fumbled around for the lamp. My hand made contact, and I turned on the light. The yellow light lit up the shed, next to the lamp was my computer. I didn't bother to check my email, I just looked around at what I see three times a day. The fold-out couch was still in the "Out" position, the bright Cutie Mark Crusaders design on the bedsheet greeted me as I collapsed on the bed. My hands reached for the remote. When my hands found it, Immediate response kicked in and turned it to Hub. There was a night time marathon of MLP going, and I wanted to see it. I grabbed my Scootaloo plushie, and held it close. Scootaloo was my favorite pony, she immediately replaced Twilight in my heart. She just felt like the pony I could relate to. Not being like the other ponies at her age, She couldn't even fly. But she still will always my favorite pony.
I fell asleep at around the second episode of season 2. Glad it was friday. Glad it was summer. But little did I know, when I would wake up, my life would change.