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Scootaloo looks up at her calendar hung up on her wall by a single yellow tack. Today is November 15, and exactly a year ago her mother passed. She remembers what mother-daughter love felt like, and it almost seems real.

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she remembered the terrible thoughts flowing through her head as is she was reliving those horrific moments again.

Delete the marked word.

Scootaloo remember's the warmth of her mother, too.

"remember's" is a contraction. I believe the word you're looking for is "remembers".

Thank you for my improper grammar; I'll be sure to delete it. :twilightsmile:

..........I hate you............

5289736 I's just kidding!!!!!

5289708 HATER GONNA HATE BRUH

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you guys are such haters and whats with all the "bruhs" man thats getting too annoying

5392899 I was kidding.

5394016 you sure?????????????

5394173 you sure?????????????

5394100 Absolutely! Now leave me alone. :pinkiehappy:

A few grammar mistakes:

"She is at the hospital. She has stage four lung cancer, Scootaloo. We didn't know until now, and she only has about six months left." Her father says, his eyes closed.

"She is at the hospital. She has stage four lung cancer, Scootaloo. We didn't know until now, and she only has about six months left," her father says, his eyes closed.

"Death", he replies.

"Death," he replies.

"You don't catch cancer, Scoot. You just have it. If it grows, it's a problem. Now please, I don't want to talk about it. I have to call the insurance company. Go play or something. Mom'll be alright, I'm sure." Her dad said, sounding scared, too.

"You don't catch cancer, Scoot. You just have it. If it grows, it's a problem. Now please, I don't want to talk about it. I have to call the insurance company. Go play or something. Mom'll be alright, I'm sure," her dad said, sounding scared, too.

"I... I lo...ove you... b...bo...oth. N...ever... f...f...forget... th...that." She said.

"I lo...ove you...b...bo...oth. N...ever...f...f...forget...th...that," she said.

"You had better go out into the waiting room," The nurse said.

"You had better go out into the waiting room," the nurse said.

"No! My mom- she needs me." Scootaloo said, unwilling to budge.

"No! My mom - she needs me," Scootaloo said, unwilling to budge.

"G... good... ni...night... my... dau... daugh... t... er." She said.

"G...good...ni...night...my...dau...daugh...t...er," she said.

She buried her head into Rainbow Dash's shoulder. "Was I a good kid? I know I was bad, but not like some pink ponies I know. But why her? Couldn't somepony else die?" She asked her friend.

She buried her head into Rainbow Dash's shoulder. "Was I a good kid? I know I was bad, but not like some pink ponies I know. But why her? Couldn't somepony else die?" she asked her friend.

"Don't think that, Scootaloo." Rainbow Dash comforted.

"Don't think that, Scootaloo," Rainbow Dash comforted.

"Here's the nurse." Her father said, holding back his tears.

"Here's the nurse," her father said, holding back his tears.

"She's gone." They said.

"She's gone," they said.

Oh you'd think I'd be able to handle this. But now ya got me all mushy gushy.:rainbowderp:

7302641 :twilightsheepish: Heh, I'll take that as a compliment. :ajsmug:

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