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// Chalk 
// Story: Words Unspoken 
// by wille179 
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Cheerilee to Berry Punch:


Hey Sis, you were right. Those fillies were the death of me.






Cheerilee sat quietly at her desk in the single-classroom schoolhouse. Her pencil quickly marking down the many errors on Diamond Tiara's essay. Outside the schoolhouse, the foals laughed and played as foals were supposed to. Well, all but a particular trio.

The CMC were playing, yes, but in a way that they should not have been. For you see, Sweetie Belle was up in a tree. Not just any tree, she was perched on the large branch hanging over the roof of the school building.

Crack!

The white filly froze in place, suddenly riddled with fear. Gradually, she started inching backwards, encouraged by the cries of her fellow CMC members and classmates. But each movement made the weakened limb creak more.

Snap!

Sweetie and the branch plumeted, crashing into and through the thin roof of the schoolhouse. The shock cracked the wall behind Cheerilee's desk, loosening the screw that held the chalkboard in place. The blackboard toppled over, landing directly on the back of Cheerilee's skull.