Six Months Later
Six months....
Six months had passed since Razor had died saving her, six months since AppleBloom had died form the fall off the dam, and six months since Scootaloo had been murdered by her father. She only went to Razor's funeral....Scootaloo had no ceremony, and no family to show up, and AppleBloom was buried in Appleoosa, beside several of her cousins, away from her parents and Granny Smith.
It was the last day of school, some ponies were saying their goodbyes to each other, some were moving, some were talking, some were laughing, all of which seemed so foreign.
True, Sweetie Belle had spoken a few words in the last few months, only once at her deceased partner's funeral, and only once when she was forced to at a family reunion. She had been writing, and for every son that she had written, she felt as if a weight had been lifted from her small body, one by one...they lifted away, it felt so....so relaxing, no...relieving
"Goodbye Sweetie Belle, if you need anything, just tell me." one of her old teachers, who had moved to the principal position...Cheerilee, said.
Sweetie nodded, and choked on a word...
"Thanks...."
Cheerilee smiled, this was the first time that she'd heard Sweetie Belle talk since Razor and her friends had died
.
"Have a good summer Sweetie Belle..." she said.
Cheerilee walked off, and the bell rang, some of the students cheered, Sweetie just slowly walked out, she was only looking forward to this summer to be alone.
Yet, she had no idea that this summer would be anything except abnormal.....
End of Part One
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