It wasn't supposed to be this way

by WingedMufin

What happens now?

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Once again Sweetie Belle Pov

I finally reached the treehouse exhausted. I wasn't in the best shape. It seems that a few rules of science still apply to the afterlife, for some reason. I clenched my chest. I was inhaling huge amounts of oxygen just from the small run from the crowd. I started walking up the little wood ramp to the inside of the clubhouse. A sharp pain instantly hit my right side.

"Ow!!" I really hate when my side hurts like that. All the way up the ramp i held my side. When i got all the way to the clubhouse door my side stopped hurting enough for me to walk without holding my side. I tried opening the door with my magic but it didn't work. I figured that since i'm now considered a "ghost" i can phase right through it, which happened to be the case. The room was pretty dark. Not to where you couldn't see where you were going though. I walked over to one of the corners of the treehouse and rolled up into a ball shape. I just wanted to forget about today, and everything that happened. I closed my eyes. I was now asleep.

After a few hours of sleeping, I slowly woke up, i dont know how many hours later, to the sound of hoofsteps right outside the clubhouse door. Someone was trying to open the door. I was now fully awake. The room was almost completely pitch black so i wasn't able to see who walked into the clubhouse. I was able to take a guess from who the ponies were from the moonlight hitting them. One was winged while the other a normal earth filly. Oh it's just Apple Bloom and Scootaloo, I thought to myself. My guess was correct. Apple Bloom turned on the clubhouse light and it revealed the identity of the two fillies. Both of their eyes looked red and sore from them crying earlier. I wish I could tell them that I was here, right next to them. But I just couldn't.

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