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// 4. Cock-a-doodle-doo 
// Story: Letters Between Friends 
// by JumpingShinyFrogs 
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Dear Ma and Pa,

How are y'all doing? It's been a while since I last wrote. It's pretty lonely here in Manehattan. Aunt and Uncle Orange are real good to me, but they want me to be a 'proper Manehattanite'. It's hard learning all these new words, and ete etik manners. Like how I'm only supposed to use a certain kind of fork for salad, or a certain spoon for soup. 

But I'm having fun too! I've been having a good time looking at all the tall buildings. And I didn't even know there was that many kinds of shop! There are other fillies here too. Most of them are just spoiled little rich fillies though. But there are a few who are fun to play with. Aunt Orange gave out to me yesterday cause I was hoof-wrestling one of the colts. She said it was 'uncouth' and that a lady doesn't hoof-wrestle. But I love hoof-wrestling! I'm good at it too. I always win.

I still haven't gotten my cutie mark. I'm sure it'll appear soon though. Maybe it would've been for hoof-wrestling, but I guess I won't find out now. I miss the farm... I miss bucking the trees, and then having Pa tell me I did a good job and letting me wear his hat for the day. I still wake up early with the sunrise, and then I can't sleep. I keep waiting to hear the rooster crowing, but there aren't any roosters here. Just the other day I leaned out of my window and tried to crow like a rooster, but it just wasn't the same.

I hope you're feeling better Ma. In your last letter you said you were sick. I'm going to ask Aunt and Uncle Orange if I can go home for a visit soon.

Love, Applejack.