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// Chapter 2: Life Change 
// Story: A Better Tomorrow 
// by TheJournalisticBrony 
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Today, I felt different. I woke up at a normal time, parted my mane into the correct style, but things didn't feel the same. Why do things feel so much different today I thought. I soon got on my backpack, and headed toward school on my dark cyan scooter. I tried to not think about how I felt a little off. But how could I not think about it. It was just different enough for me to keep thinking about it. The thought wouldn't leave my head. Thinking if school made me not think of it as much.
When I arrived at school, everything was the same. There were no upcoming field trips. Nothing was different during class. The idea of today being different slipped back into my mind quickly when class began. At lunch, it continued to bug me. After lunch, the thought still bugged me as I was trying to learn.
After school, I was walking home. I felt really sick (on the inside). My vision started to get black. My body felt weak, very weak and heavy. The last thing I remembered was falling to the ground, feeling my body tighten and somepony screaming. Everything else started to fade. There were only bits of talking:
"Nurse Nelsa, help me while I take her vitals."
"Sir, I know of why this happened."
"Nelsa, I know too. Best she can be told by you."
"I don't have much in the way of record. Actually, this seems to be nopony."
"Hey, she is somewhat conscious."
"Doctor! We are losing her!"
"Rainbow Dash! Where are you going? I know it is hard and all, but don't... She left, upset that Scootaloo is going through this."

The sound of the heart monitor was soothing to my ears. Strange, for I have heard this sound a few times. Occasionally I will wake up here. Normally I just get up and leave. I wouldn't have to worry about anything. There was something in my arm. I didn't touch it because I felt some pain at the place where it was. I believe it was an IV. I didn't know what it was because I never had one.
Nurse Nelsa walked in. I was happy that she was my nurse. I know her cause she is sisters with Lyra, and everypony knows who Lyra is. So, I relaxed a bit from my frigid state I was in.
She didn't know who I am, which was good and bad. Applebloom was talking to me how there were bills that your parents have to pay off. The only issue is that I had no parents, so, I didn't know what would happen to me. Was I going to work it off? Or would I go to juevee because I couldn't pay it off? She was soon going to know who I was, and how I was also an abandoned filly. My memory is of hardly anything of what happened while I was somewhat conscious. Nurse Nelsa approached me.
She started out the first question, "Hi. Err, uh. What is your name dear?" I didn't want to answer this question. But I wasn't going to lie. So I hesitated, than answered. "Scootaloo." She recognized me for some reason, "Scootaloo. Hi, I am pretty sure you remember me." I looked in confusion. She sighed deeply. There was something wrong. "Look Scoots. I have been told to keep an eye on you. Ms. Cherilee is pretty worried about you. She was in tears the other day about thinking about the troubles you go through. She thinks that you are abused, or being bullied. Look, she doesn't know your abandoned. I didn't want to break the news to her. Now, just recently," Nurse Ramona started, but than stopped. She was tearing up. I felt bad that Ms. Cherilee felt this way. The Nurse continued. She soon than went to tell me terrible news that I can't tell nopony, not even Rainbow Dash.