Diamonds Story

I look out side my window thinking of what it will be like to have a sister my same age and same last name. I can teach her how to earn a cutie mark unless she already has one. I don’t so that would be embarrassing!

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It’s been a year since we found Scoot. I wake up one morning having the same dream I had when we found Scoot. I had a dream about my cutie mark! It was a crown.

“MOM WHERE’S THAT TIARA YOU GAVE ME!” I scream. Then I see dad crying.

“Sweetie y-your mother.” He says “She died.” I stop freeze.

“We do not tell Scootaloo. We tell her that she went away!” I nod as I cry. He hugs me.

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I got my cutie mark! It’s a diamond Tiara!