You'd be surprised how hard it is to cope with being alone. I've lived like this for 10 years. My parents passed away when I was 10. The other fillies and colts laughed at me and said things like "Wow how pathetic is she, saying her parents died just to get out of homework!" I told the teacher, but even she didn't believe me. Ponies called me "The Mare who Cried Death." Nopony cared, until one day.
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Her name was Fluttershy. I met her when going to the marketplace. Sure, I may be kinda infamous around Ponyville, but I have rights too!
