//------------------------------// // Registration // Story: My Little Rosey // by Vinyl-ScratchDJ17 //------------------------------// August 25th Registration Today is the day of Registration. I know there is gonna be a lot of people there, and Rose might not be used to it. I don't know if the other people will take easily to her with her being a pony and all. I hope that if they do accept her, that she won't get hurt of picked on or anything. I'm also worried that she might have a hard time making friends since she's different, plus the fact she's going to be the only pony in her school. She's very nice, and is willing to learn cause I have taught her a few things myself, like math and reading. She already knows how to write, and stuff like that. But she writes with her mouth. I don't know why, but whatever works best for her, I'm fine with it. As long as she is learning I'm all for it then. I want her to grow up to lead a good life, cause its my job as a mother to ensure it. Something that has caught my eye, is that Rose has been walking on her hind legs for the past few days. She was always falling at first, but now it's as if it's a natural thing. I had asked her why she's doing it, and she said it's because she doesn't want to be a lot shorter than the others. By standing on her hind legs she does get a little taller, so now she comes to be about four feet tall. That's about as tall as any other kid so it's perfect. Another thing is that she has been trying on my clothes from when I was her age. I had only kept them cause they brought me good memories. Yesterday she wore my maroon button up, and blue shorts. She looked really cute in them so I took a picture of her on my phone. Today she is wearing a green tee, and khaki pants. She even tried to wear shoes, but they fell right off, so I gave her my old boots to wear. Not winter or rain boots either. I myself am getting ready cause registration began ten minutes ago. She seems eager to meet new people since she has met so few others. She's really happy, and has been since I took her in. Every time she smiles, I smile, when she laughs, I laugh with her. It's kind of like we share the same mind! To be exact, she's acts just like I did when I was just six years old. I'm happy to have her. I'm happy to be her mother. I'm happy I'm the one who gets to care for her, all thanks to that rose that made my wish come true. Not in the exact way I had expected, but I'm still happy with my result. I just can't stop thinking of her, she's just so adorable, and she's mine! I know I didn't give birth to her, but part of me was given off in order to make her so ye I'm her biological mother. I head down stairs now to check on her, and she's just sitting on the couch, and the T.V isn't on either. "Rose?" I ask from the stairs, and she looks up to me from the white couch that she pretty much blends in with, without clothes. "Yeah mom?" She asks getting up from the couch, and walking over to me, on her hind legs you could have guessed. "What are you doing?" I ask. "Just thinking." She replies with an adorable smile. "About what?" I smile back. "About going to school. It sounds fun." She coo's a bit. "Okay. Come here." I say kneeling down, and pulling her into a hug, and I ruffle her mane with one hand. She giggles at this as she hugs back. "I love you mommy." "I love you too my little Rosey. Come on we have to go get you registered for school." I say letting her go. "Okay mommy." She looks at me with her cute hazel eyes, which gives me this warm happy feeling deep inside. I notice that she looks very human. Especially since she's wearing clothes, and walks like a human. You can only tell that she's not from her head, and her tail. When I say head I mean everything that has to do with the head. We walk out the front door, to be welcome outside by a warm sunny day. Rose looks up at me, and I smile, grabbing her right hoof, since she's on my right side, as we begin walking. Luckily the trees shield our eyes from the sun, cause there are a lot of trees here that line the curbs. We walk out to the side walk and turn right. Yes you can bet she's still walking on her hind legs. I guess it's how she likes to walk now. I don't have a problem with it, cause she's still my daughter. It's a good thing that the school is just three blocks from our house, so it's quite a short walk. Let's just say there are cars parked everywhere, like on almost every block in the area I assume. When we get to the block of the school it becomes very crowded. I didn't think it would be this busy already. I see the faces of people as the walk by, when they see Rose. They give a bunch of "Dafuq is that" kind of faces. Rose looks up at me again smiling. She doesn't seem to nervous or anything. She just looks like her peppy, jumpy, happy self. We walk past a few bushes with beautiful red roses all over it. Roses are her favorite flower, same with me. I came up with e reason for why her name is Rose Luck. Rose because I got her with a wish from a rose, and becuse she loves roses. And Luck because that's all she has brought me is good luck, plus it's a cute name. "Hey mom can I pick one?" She asks. She gives me a face I just can't say no to. "Okay." I say letting her go to. She looks at all of them, as if looking for the perfect one. Most of them are faded, some are dying, some are good for keeping. I stand next to her looking through the flowers, when I come across one of a decent size, and has a very happy bright red color. And guess what? That's the one she picked. I didn't point it out, but she picked it. "I like this one." She says turning to me. "What are you going to do with it?" I ask. "This." She says putting the stem behind her right ear, under her mane so the rose sticks out in front. I smile a smile saying it looks good. She hugs me, and I hug her back. Try closing your eyes, and pretend you're her mother, and you're hugging your daughter who you love very much. It's the best feeling ever. We resume walking as I hold her hoof in my hand again. We walk into the school, an head to the cafeteria where the registration is being placed. More people of all ages give of a strange look when they see me, and Rose. We have to see this one lady to give her information, like Rose's age, her name, gender, and stuff, then we have to get her picture taken for her I.D, Then we have to get her materials, and put them in a locker they will assign her. After about ten minutes we get to the desk the lady is sitting at. She gives, yes yet another strange look, at me and Rose, but rose keeps a smile plastered on her happy face. "Good morning." The lady says awkwardly. "Good morning. I'm here to register my daughter Rose here." I reply smiling. "Did you say daughter?" She asks looking at Rose "Yes, and It's quite a long story. I'd tell you but there isn't time for that. Her full name is Rose Luck, she is six years old, and is female." "What grade will she be going into?" "First obviously." I reply with a small chuckle "You don't say." She says writing down what I said on a piece of paper. "Number and address?" She asks. "645 Linwood Drive." (author note: I won't out any number incase you might feel like calling it, and getting some random stranger on the phone lol) She writes this down, and points to the next are we have to go to, and gives me the piece of paper with all the organized info on it. We continue getting stared and gawked at, but neither of us care. We get to the line and there are three people waiting their turn for their kid to get a picture. We wait for about five minutes then it's our turn. "Next!" The young woman says, getting the camera ready. I lead Rose over to the chair, and she sits in it. She turns to see who's next, and the face she makes when she sees rose is priceless. I see her eyes begin to roll into her head, so I walk up next to her, and giver a little shake, and show her the piece of paper with her info. "Don't pass out on us now." I tell her. "You've got a lot of pictures to take." I say showing her the long lie of people still entering the cafeteria. She just nods, and goes back to the camera. "Okay give me a smile" She says looking through the camera. Rose smiles. "Look to the left a bit for me, and lower your face a little." Rose does as she says, the there's a flash, and this little machine on a table begins to hum, and a little plastic card comes out. The lady grabs it, and hands it to me. The picture is...it's just...let's say picture perfect!! Rose get's up and walks over to me. I give her the I.D. She looks at the picture of her, with her mane just so perfect with the rose in it, and her smile with those pretty pearly whites. "I'm so cute!" She coo's "NO you're not." I say smiling. "What?" She asks giving me a pouty face, and her ears flatten against her head. I kneel down in front of her. "You're not cute because you're so cute there are no words that can describe your level of cuteness." Instantly her ears perk right back up and she smiles one of the biggest smiles I've seen. "Awe thanks! I thought you meant something else." She replies. "No no no no noo. You're just the cutest thing I've seen!" I say sweetly, and she gives me a tight hug, and I return it gracefully. We continue to the next spot, where there are piles, and piles of books. I look at the paper, and it says she only needs a math textbook, a Comm arts textbook, and a science textbook. There are labels on the tables in front of the books to show what grade they are for. I grab the correct books, and walk out of the cafeteria with the books in hand. I look at the paper again, and her lock her is locker 146 on the second floor, which is also the top floor. The school layout is pretty simple. The first floor is like a big rectangle of hall ways with a hall going through the center the short way. The second floor is the same way, but it's smaller than the first floor with no hall in the middle. We go up the nearest set of stairs, and when we get to the top I notice her locker right on the other side of the hall, so we don't have to go searching for it. The lockers are quite convenient cause there is a button you have to push, and there is a handle right above it you pull to open it. I put her books inside, and from there we head home. We plop down on the couch when we get inside. Rose yawns and lays her head on my shoulder. "Tired?" I ask. She simply nods. "Me too." I say putting one arm around her, and use the other to rub her hair, and she hugs me. "I love you mom." She says. "I love you too Rose." I reply. "So when do I go to school?" She asks closing her eyes. "Next month." I say still petting her mane. In a couple minutes she's asleep and begins to snore a little. It's not loud or anything, it's just that little whistling sound like before. I smile now knowing she gets to go to school, and she's gonna get an education. I know she's not from this world, but isolating her isn't right. She moves her head to my lap, and curls up, resting her head on her tail, and continues to snore. Words really can't express the cuteness of her being. My dad once told me to believe in miracles, but I never really paid too much mind to it, but now I believe in miracles as if they happen all the time because Rose is my little miracle. Even if miracles never seem to come around, they exist, so just be patient, and your will come around. I had to go three months without one, but that until Rose, my daughter came into my life. She's the ray of sunshine that broke the grey gloomy clouds that surrounded my soul. I still remember that first night as if it were yesterday. The whole thing. Out in the woods in the pouring rain with the knife in hand that was going to seal my fate, but that's when I heard her plea for help. Everyday I'm with Rose is another day I grow happier. Yes I do miss my parents, but I'm sure they are smiling down upon me from the golden gates of heaven. I watch the small child sleep on my lap, and I embrace every second of it. Only god knows how much I love this little filly. She's the only thing that kept me going until our bond became so strong I was able to stand on my own two feet again. I hate myself for wanting to commit suicide, because now I have no reason to, and every reason to live. Thank you dad, for teaching my to believe in miracles, because they are very real, and do come true. And thank you Rose for saving me from myself, and teaching me that life is worth living till the very end. I love you so much, I always have, and I will, and nothing can ever change it.