It wasn't supposed to be this way

Sweetie Belle changed, a bright purple aura outlining her white fur coat as she became mortal again. Apple Bloom and Scootaloo dropped their decorations and other supplies at the sight of their dead friend.

"S-S-Sweetie Belle?" Asked Scootaloo who was feeling almost every emotion.

The 60 seconds had started

"Hi guys!" Said Sweetie Belle feeling so happy she could just explode.

"Sweetie Belle... why are ya here? How are you here? Asked Scootaloo and Apple Bloom.

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"Look guys, i dont have a lot of time to say this but i forgive you! I know you guys didnt mean to hurt me but its ok."

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"Thanks Sweetie, we feel a lot better hearing you say its alright, but how are you here right now? Asked AB.

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"Oh, well when you guys left, this ball of light said it had to take me to the final stage of the afterlife. I begged it to give me 1 minute to say goodbye and it did" responded Sweetie Belle.

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"Well its already been 30 seconds Sweetie Belle! You dont have much time!" Said Scootaloo.

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"I know Scoots!" Said Sweetie Belle. As Sweetie Belle said this there was something in the shape of a tornado starting at her hooves. It became bigger with each passing second. The three fillies looked at each other and came into a circle, hugging each other.

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"Look guys..." started Sweetie Belle

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"...no matter what happens to you guys..."

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"...i want you to know..."

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"...that you guys will always be my best friends..."

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All three fillies sat upright with their right hooves put vertical across their foreheads.

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"Cutie Mark Crusaders, out!" The three fillies said in unison. The tornado around Sweetie Belle's body fully covered her whole body except for her face. Her body was slowly fading away.

"Goodbye, friends" said Sweetie Belle her voice fading away with her body. A tear rolled off of Sweetie's face and fell right onto the clubhouse floor.

Sweetie Belle was now gone. Forever.

Apple Bloom and Scootaloo looked at the teardrop that fell from Sweetie's face and onto the floor.

"Goodbye, Sweetie."