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Trixie was born a healthy unicorn who was born into one of the most respected and dignified families in Canterlot (which Rarity probably wished her family was like before she met Twilight). Trixie had 2 siblings, both of them brothers and both of them older then her. While she tried her best to follow the wishes of her parents, they were never satisfied with her amount of work and always told her that everything she did was wrong. Most of this, however, came from her brothers being complete and total douchebags to her.

"Trixie" Her mother said to her one day. "Be a dear and get the tea pot from the stove top"

Trixie hesitated "Y-y-y-yes mother." She walked towards the stove and used her magic to grab the teapot. Little did she know, her oldest brother, Apollo, placed a small puddle of water that was barely noticable on the floor while Trixie was on her way to the stove. When Trixie was walking back, not only did she slip on the small puddle, but she lost focus and accidentally poured the scalding hot water onto herself, the teapot landing right next to her.

"Trixie, I am disappointed in you." Her mother scolded her. You can't even do the smallest thing right, can you?"

Trixie was also constantly tortured by her brothers in front of their friends.

"Hey Trixie" her other brother, Alenio, had called out to her one school day. "I forgot my saddlebag in the house, could you go get it for me?"

She politely said yes reluctantly, took her bag, placed it by the door and headed to his room. She grabbed the bag and headed outside. What she didn't know was that her brother not only put a toy snake in her saddlebag that would pop out when she opened it, but also made a copy of her diary and placed it in his bag. She gave her saddlebag to her brother and grabbed hers as they headed to school.

When Trixie was in school the teacher told them to take a certain book from their saddlebag. When Trixie opened hers, the toy snake popped out. Trixie, upon seeing it, screamed and hid in the closet. All her classmates laughed at her while her brothers asked if they could go to the bathroom so they could watch their little sister get tortured.

Then came the worst day of her life, the day she felt was her breaking point.

Trixie was sitting at lunch, sitting alone, and eating her favorite sandwich, Dafodils and Hay, when everypony she knew was snickering while reading a stack of papers they had recieved from to mysterious colts.

Trixie walked over to one of her "supposed" friends. "What are you reading there, Malerie?" she asked.

"Oh, nothing to special. Just something funny." she told her while snickering.

"Can I see?" she asked nicely.

"Fat chance!" Malerie told her. She then got up with everyone else at the table and left for recess.

"What's going on?" She wondered. When everyone was leaving, she noticed someone left their stack of papers on the table. She went over to the papers, but when she looked at it just once, she noticed the horror. It was her own diary that everyone was reading. Even worse was that her deepest, darkest secrets: Her crush on one the blue Pegasus colt, her tormented days, her embarressing bruise shaped like something very inapropriate on the inside of her leg below her belly, everything was there. She felt like she was gonna break right then and there. But it got even worse. When she was heading outside, everyone in the whole school started laughing at her and refused to hang around her. Even worse was the fact that the blue Pegasus colt flew over to her, spat on her, and then started calling her cruel names and broke her heart. She wanted to break down and cry right then and there. She hid in the bathroom for the rest of the day.

It still went downhill when she got home. When Trixie and her brothers had gotten home, her brothers broke a lot of valuable stuff their parents had when Trixie was crying in her room and locked the door. They broke the stuff and left a note saying she did it all and even swearing at her. Her brothers always did hate having a little sister. They wanted a Little Brother they could hang around with. When her parents got home and saw the living room trashed, the boys were in their own room. Their parents saw the entire amount of destruction the boys had done and blamed on their sister.

"TRIXIIIIIIIIIIIIE!" Her father yelled in his demanding voice "YOU GET OUT HERE RIGHT NOW, YOUNG FILLY!"

Trixie slowly and hesitantly walked out of the room and walked towards her infuriated parents.

"Explain to us why you did this!" Her father demanded pointing at the debris in the living room

"I-i-i-i-i-i-it wasn't me! I've been in my room all day!" She tried explaining to them.

"BOYS, WOULD YOU MIND COMING OUT HERE!" her father called for. The colts came out and looked absolutely innocent.

"Yes father?" Apollo asked. "We were just reading and studying. What is it that you so kindly called us out here for?"

"Do you know why this happenned?" He asked.

"Oh Father, we've been in our room, cleaning everything and doing our homework. We would never think of doing something so childish and bad."

"They're lying, dad! Check for yourself!" Trixie tried telling her father.

Their father asked the boys to get their homework out. They did and to everyone's surprise, not only were all the questions answered, but answered completely and without and erasing marks. The handwriting was also completely elegant. Then, when their father checked the rooms, they were clean and spotless. Nothing was crammed under their beds or in the closet, but was exactly where it should be.

"Well Trixie, it seems that you're the only culprit left!" Their mother asked.

"It wasn't-" she began to say, but it was of no use.

"That's it young lady. You are grounded. Starting from now until the time we can get all this replaced, you are not to leave your room except for food and school. You'll have no TV, no reading, no computer, absolutely nothing!" Her father shouted at her. "If you complain, we'll extend it for even longer! Do you understand me!"

All Trixie could do, was nod slowly.

That night, Trixie couldn't take anymore. When her parents thought she was asleep and everyone else in the house was asleep, Trixie packed up her saddlebags with anything she felt she would need, opened a window, and ran away from home. She never wanted to see her parents for as long as she lived. Nor did she want to see anyone else that was cruel to her. Trixie headed off to the only other place she knew about: Manehattan.

When her parents they went to get Trixie up. "Alright Trixie get up." they didn't hear her respond. "Get up Trixie!" still no response. "Trixie, if you don't wake up this second, so help me, I'll-" her father pulled the covers off to see that their little girl wasn't their. The two stared in shock at what happenned. Her mother started sobbing at the worried thought that her little baby girl may have ran away and was out their all alone. Her brothers were absolutely thrilled, but were great actors, feigning sadness. Their parents called the Pony Police who went on a search throughout Canterlot for her. But Trixie was smart. She knew exactly when to leave so that her parents wouldn't be able to find her if they called the police.

After a week of searching, the police started posting bulletins all over Equestria for a missing pony. Her brothers even started showing a bit of true concern for their little sister. Her schoolmates started feeling sorry that they had laughed at her and the little pegasus pony started feeling really responsible for insulting her and spitting on her.

But it was all too-late. Trixie was already in Manehattan and doing very well by that time.

That's chapter 2. Please read and review. The more reviews, hits, and visitors I get, the more inclined I'll be to make this.