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// Chapter 8 
// Story: Phantom of the Ponyville Opera House 
// by Creativa-Artly01 
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Sometimes, I still go out to his grave and put a rose on the top of it and have a good cry. I still miss him. Some things will never change. When I sit at his grave, I tell him how I, our son, and Rainsool are doing. I tell him how the Ponyville Opera House is doing. I spill my heart out to his grave. Sometimes, I swear he hears me. I feel he's with me whenever the wind blows across his grave and it makes me smile. I will always remember him, I will always visit his grave whenever I can. That fact will never change. I will always enjoy sharing our story of how we met. He will always have a place in my heart. I miss you, Phantom. I shed a tear. I will always miss you, Phantom. That will never ever change. That much I promise. I then burst into a flood of tears over his grave and stay there for several hours just crying my heart out. If only he could see how much his death actually affected me. If only he knew that he meant the world to me and now I'm having it hard now that he's gone. I put on a face. I put on a smile. I do it for our visitors. I do it for the ponies that enjoy our shows and attend the Phantom Museum in the basement. I do it for them, not for myself. Inside, my heart is torn to shreds. Inside, I still yearn for the Phantom, but alas, he's dead and gone forever... forever...