Dear Princess Celestia,
It's been 3 years after Scootaloo's death; It would actually be her birthday today anyways. But I write this to you in the memory of her. I still can't believe she is gone; not seeing that little orange filly around. It kind of hurts. My friends are trying to help Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, and I to get over her death, and to always remember her. But it's hard for all of us.
I sit in the clubhouse above where Scootaloo is buried; before she died, she wanted me to be in the clubhouse just one time. And I made it true; I went to the clubhouse and hung out with Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. It was quite fun; but it wasn't the same with Scootaloo not around. We all went Crusading, all three of us got into alot of trouble. I never knew that there was so much you could do, without being seriously injured.
Everytime I go through the hall of my house and see all the pictures; I can't seem to get those great memories when we started our sisterhood. Even when she first got her biggest fan when she became a wonderbolt, just like me! She gave the best advice to that young filly; I would have never thought about that. Never Give Up I'll never forget that; she wrote that from her heart. She was thinking about me; and the way that the little filly acted when she wanted an autograph; wanting to be just like her when she grew up. And that is how she always wanted it to be with me; she was my #1 fan; and she had one herself.
I still can't believe that she is gone. Silence; is all I have at my home. I can only hear my home settling in. I don't hear Scootaloo, always talking and playing around. I visited her parents after she had died. They weren't as sad as I was. They didn't seem to care; like they were waiting for this to happen. I didn't know that Scootaloo had a hard life. I had parents that split up. My father in Fillydelphia and my mother with me. After both my parents died; I wasn't the same anymore; just the same way when Tank died. But she was there for me; she must of not felt for me when both my parents died. She might of not known love in her family. That made me feel bad; now that I saw what was going on in her life; I wanted to do something. But I can't now; what for? She's already gone; I can't do much.
I've had this feeling for a while that some ponies from above have been watching me. Like they are there for me; I don't really know who would do that for me.
Well; I have to finish this letter later; I have a meeting at the CMC clubhouse. We are going to cause more damage.
Your Loyal subject,
Rainbow Dash