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// Chapter 6 
// Story: Apple Eyes 
// by Toxic Lullaby 
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My slumber was surprisingly peaceful, except for a few brief periods where Granny was coughing. I awoke with a smile and came out of my room to begin my morning work. Apple Bloom and Big Mac were in the kitchen. Their heads were down, and Apple Bloom was crying. 

"Apple Jack. You're awake.." Big Mac said. Apple Bloom rushed over to hug me. 

"Good morning.", I said..suddenly realizing what was happening. Big Mac looked at me with tears in his eyes
I knew what he was going to say, but I had to hear it to believe it. 

"Apple Jack!,", Apple Bloom cried, "What's going on?! Big Mac looks really sad and he won't tell me why! He won't even let me tell Granny on him!" I shrugged, trying to quiet her down. Big Mac sighed, and turned his head. 

"Apple Jack, Apple Bloom.." He struggled, "Granny Smith passed away in her sleep last night." He went outside and immediately started working. It was how he dealt with his emotions. 

"Oh.", Apple Bloom said, "Can I go to Sweetie Belle's?" I nodded and she trotted away. I knew she wouldn't be able to understand. I barely could.

I went into my room and cried. For hours, I just sobbed. As we slept, Big Mac had taken Granny's body away. He felt that we didn't need to see it. As I sat in grief, I started to reminisce about all the good times we had with Granny. Like the time we made apple fritters for the first time. I cracked a smile.

"We burnt the first 3 batches because I forgot to watch them!" I laughed to myself. 

Soon I was in a fit of crying and laughing. I loved Granny with all my heart, and I will miss her terribly. No matter how much my heart aches, I know that she would want the entire Apple family to be smiling, and remembering her for who she was. A kind, sweet, and crazy old mare.