I woke up to a blinding light hitting my eyes. I squinted, my head throbbing from the sudden change in lighting. As soon as it had come, it was gone in about the same time. Nurse Redheart rushed over to my bedside.

"Sorry deary, I forgot to close the blinds. The Pegasi haven't brought the clouds out yet, and the sun is very bright today."

I rubbed my head, "Don't worry, I'm fine. Just got a bit of a headache."

She reached over and grabbed a bottle of multicoloured pills, "Take two of these," She gave me the pills and a glass of water, "They're pain killers. They should get rid of the pain in your chest as well."

"Thanks." I ate the two pills and downed the glass of water. I finally realized how thirsty I was, and hungry.

"Do you think I could have another glass of water? Something to eat, too?"

"It's just about lunchtime now, so I'll go and get you something."

"No need." A voice said behind Nurse Redheart.

Applejack, Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo were standing in the doorway.

"I knew lil' Sweetie Belle here would be hungry, so me and the girls made somethin' for her. Ya'll don't know how happy we are that you're okay. Apple Bloom and Scootaloo wanted ta see ya, so I said they could come and help deliver this, seein' as how they both helped make it."

She held up an apple pie, cut up into six big pieces. My stomach growled.

"I guess I am a little hungry." I laughed.

Applejack took out a plate for each of us that she had in her saddle bag, and gave us all a slice, even Nurse Redheart. Applejack always made the best pies, with its sweet apple filling and its crispy, flaky crust. I was even surprised that Apple Bloom and Scootaloo helped, seeing as how when we tried to be Cutie Mark Crusaders Bakers, we ended up almost burning down Sugarcube Corner. But somehow, this pie turned out perfect.

"If course it's perfect. Ma big sister helped."

"Wait, what?"

"You were talking out loud. You should have more faith in us. We are awesome, not as awesome as Rainbow Dash, but still awesome." Scootaloo boasted.

I rolled my eyes, "Of course, and we totally TRIED to almost burn down Sugarcube Corner."

"Pardon?" Applejack looked at us, not looking very happy.

"Uh, n-nothin' big sis. Oh, just look at the time, me and Scoots gotta, uh, dosomethingbye!"

She quickly finished off her sentence, grabbed Scootaloo and dashed out the door.

"Dang, that lil' filly ran so fast, she coulda done a Sonic Rainboom."

I laughed at my friends antics. They were always fast runners, especially if it was running from trouble.

"Well, now I gotta go find 'em. I'll let ya'll rest. Get better, Sugarcube."

I waved as she ran out the door, probably to find Apple Bloom and tell her that it was wrong to almost burn down a pony's business. Nurse Redheart walked over and picked up the plates.

"Well now that all of that is over, what ever THAT was," Seemed confused by our usual banter, but it was just a daily thing for us, "The doctor wanted to have a word with you."

"About what?" I asked.

"Well...it's sounded...important...so I'll go get him." She ran out the door.

Eeyup, she was DEFINITELY hiding something. I gotta stop hanging around Apple Bloom while her brother is around. He's starting to rub off on me.

My parents, Rarity, and the doctor walked in, their faces had a hint of remorse, except for Rarity. Usually I could read her like an open book about how she was felling, mostly because she would always express her feelings in an over-dramatic way...but this time...her face was just emotionless. It was almost as if her brain had been turned off, but her body was still in control.

"Hi mom, dad." I smiled. "Applejack and the girls brought me a pie. Sorry there is not enough left though." They looked over to the unfinished pie, with only one piece left.

"It's okay Sweetie. We weren't very hungry..." My dad looked at the ground, while my mom's eyes were filling with tears.

"Mom...Dad...Rarity...what's wrong?"

"....Sweetie...the doctor said that...OH SWEETHEART!" She jumped into my father's arms crying, "I J-J-JUST CAN'T S-SAY IT!"

"If it's alright with you, I can tell her." The doctor walked in with a clipboard in between his teeth.

"O-okay." My family backed up so that the doctor could come closer.

"Doctor? Wha-"

"It's okay Sweetie, you can call me Time Turner."

"Okay, Mr. Time Turner. What's wrong with my parents and Rarity?"

He looked at them and they nodded, "Your test results came back. I'm afraid you have a tumour in your brain."

"....what.." I whispered, not wanting to believe it.

"I am so sorry Sweetie Belle. I know that at this age that having something like this is uncommon, but....." He looked down, his face full of remorse and regret, knowing how hard it must be on me, and on him, seeing as I was still so young, "You need to have a major surgery."

I was still in so much shock. A tumour? Bu-but I don't even have my cutie mark yet. I-I-I don't want to die! I let out loud scream filled sobs, everyone else in the room looking as though their hearts had just broken into a million pieces, yet Rarity....was still unchanged; emotionless, as if cut of from reality.

"Sweetie, the surgery is major, but you'll have a 100% chance of living from it, and you'll be receiving the brain from another unicorn.You will live a full and healthy life."

I looked up at him. "B-but what a-a-about the other pony?"

He frowned. "Unfortunately, all ponies who do transplant brains do die. Even before they do this though, they are told of what will happen. But this pony..." He looked over at my parents and Rarity, "...Was brave enough to offer her brain in order for you to live, and to give you more time with your family and friends."

"....Oh." Is all I could say. The thought of having another pony I didn't even know die for me was unbearable, but I knew there was no other way. "Can you tell me who it is?"

He looked at me and then back to my parents, who were on the verge of tears. "The pony wanted to remain anonymous."

"....Okay, Mr. Time Turner....I understand..."

"I know this is a lot to take in, but we need to start the surgery soon, or else the tumour will continue to grow. Nurse Redheart?" Time Turner looked towards her.

"Yes Doctor. I will prepare the operation room." She ran out of the room. I could faintly hear her singing out to other doctors, who were probably going to help with my.......surgery.

"I'll give you some time with your friends and family before we begin, but we can only give you 20 minutes. Will that be enough time?"

Rarity looked down, mumbling something that I couldn't pick out. My parents replied, "Yes doctor.....we will have enough time."

The doctor looked over to Rarity, then to me, and quietly left us to be alone. I looked over towards me parents. They were still crying.

"Mom, dad," I was the first to speak, "Will I be okay?"

They both come in for a hug, tears streaming down their faces. We stayed like this for 5 minutes before they pulled away. "Y-yes Sweetie, you'll be just fine." My mom cried, so softly that I could barely hear, but I still managed to.

My dad ruffled my mane. "We'll let you talk to Rarity now. We just need to speak to her outside for a minute. We love you so much."

"I love you too mommy and daddy." They tried to smile as they lead Rarity out of the room. They closed the door behind them. I couldn't see them, but after a minute I could hear all three of them crying. Another minute passed and the door opened again, revealing just Rarity. She closed the door behind her and walked over to me. She pulled me into a loving hug, one I haven't received from her in a long time. It was warm and comforting, and very long overdue. I nuzzled up to her as I heard her cry.

"Sweetie," She finally said, "I want you to know how much I love you, and that no matter what, I will always be your big sister. Never forget that okay?"

"I won't sis. I love you too." I looked up at her. "When this is all over, do you want to hang out? Just the two of us?" I asked.

She looked at me, trying to smile, but still with a pained look on her face., "Y-yes Sweetie. I would love to."

I smiled at her and hugged her again, finally able to, after so many years, know that I would have my sister back.....yet at the same time, something felt wrong. Rarity seemed too distant, like she had tried to say no, but couldn't. I looked up at her again, but with fearful eyes. "Rarity? What's wrong?"

She looked away, "N-nothing Sweetie. Everything is...fine."

I would have questioned her further, but the doctor soon returned. Our 20 minutes was over.

"Sweetie Belle, it's time."

I smiled at Rarity, "I love you sis."

She looked at me, and finally smiled, "I love you too, Sweetie Belle."

Two other doctors came in to the room. One had a clipboard, while the other came over and used her magic to move the bed out of the room and into the hallway. I looked back at Rarity and Time Turner and waved, smiling as they began to wave back. I looked towards one of the doctors as he began to speak.

"Now Sweetie Belle," He began, "When we go into the operating room, we have to put you to sleep so you don't feel anything during the procedure. It will take a long time to operate, but to you, it will only feel like a few minutes. You should wake up a little after the surgery is finished. Are you ready?"

I looked at towards the door as they were about to wheel me in.

"Yeah," I said, "I'm ready."

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Time Turner looked towards Rarity as I went in the operating room. Her smile dropped.

"It's time, isn't it?"

He sighed, "Yes Miss Rarity, it is."

She dropped her head towards the floor, on the verge of tears. "I-it just doesn't seem fair, you know? I never got to advance in my fashion career as much as I wanted, never found my special somepony; I'll never experience the joys of motherhood. But worst of all....." She sighed, and looked towards the door, "...I never got to say goodbye. She thinks that when she wakes up, I'll be right there by her side, but......I made her believe that things would be alright. I'll never see her grow up, get her cutie mark, have a family. I'll never know my future nieces or nephews. It's just.... so unfair."

Rarity cried onto Time Turner's shoulder as he stroked her mane. "I know it seems unfair," He said, "But even if you are not by her side, you will still be there with her. You may not be able to feel her, but she will still know you're there."

He lifted her head. "You need to be strong. Sweetie Belle would want you to be, for her."

She wiped her tears with her hoof, and as hard as she could, she tried to give a sincere smile. "Thank you, Time Turner." She looked back towards the operating room. "I think I am ready."    

She trotted towards the door, gently pushing it open. She took one last look back at him. "Goodbye, Time Turner."

He smiled, "Goodbye, Rarity."

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A gentle breeze flew through the air from the window. It was the first thing I felt as I opened my eyes. I was in a different room, but it still looked the same as the other one I was in, except this one had a much larger window. I looked towards the window; It was almost morning in Ponyville. Several ponies could be seen leaving their houses, ready to start the day. I raised my hoof gently to my head. The pain was almost gone, but still slightly there. I put my hoof to my head, expecting to feel my mane in the way, but was surprised to find it nearly gone. I got up and looked towards the mirror that was next to my bed. My whole head was shaved. Replacing it was a series of stitches that made a line around my entire head. I finally came to terms on what was going on. After I was wheeled into the operating room, a series of devices were hooked up to me, probably to check my vitals, and a mask was put over my muzzle. Then.....nothing.

I felt a slight movement by my side. I looked over to see my mom asleep, grabbing a hold of my hoof. I gently nuzzled her.

"Mom?" I saw her move, finally opening her eyes barely enough to see me. She was about to fall back asleep, until she realized it was me. Her eyes snapped open.

"Sweetie Belle!" She pulled me into a hug, "Oh Sweetie, you're gonna be okay." She cried, but from tears of joy.

She ran towards the door. "Everypony, she's awake!"

A herd of hooves could be heard running down the hallway, with about a dozen different ponies there to see me. My mom came back in with my dad by her side. Next to enter were Rarity's friends, minus Rarity, and then finally Applebloom, Scootaloo, and Time Turner came in.

"Well," Time Turner exclaimed, "It took about 15 and a half hours, but everything seems to be in order. Within a few weeks, you should make a full recovery."

My friends ran up to me and we joined in a group hug. "Oh I just knew ya'll would be okay," Applebloom cried, "I just knew it."

"Yeah, and just wait until you are fully recovered. Then we can do some more awesome things to try and get our cutie marks." Scootaloo jumped up, her wings buzzing in excitement.

"It may be a while before that happens Scootaloo, but we sure will." I smiled.

I looked out towards the door, hoping to see Rarity walk in soon, with a smile on her face since everything went okay. I looked over at Twilight. "Twilight, do you know where Rarity is? I really want to see her. Is she in the bathroom or something?"

She frowned, looking down towards the ground, tears in her eyes. "W-well Sweetie, she...........she is......"

I started to get worried. I looked over at the other elements. They had the same looks on their faces, and Pinkie's mane was completely straight. I looked at my parents. "Mom? Dad?"

They looked at each other and then back to me. "Sweetie, we have something to tell you."

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A week later, we were on the train, headed towards to Canterlot. I looked out as the trees whipped past. I could see the castle from the train, but it would still be a half an hour before we got there. I looked down at the floor. Rarity would have loved to gone to Canterlot with us, but the reason we were going wasn't for any business trips like my parents would usually take there.

It was the day of Rarity's funeral.

I looked at my parents in confusion. "What happened? Did Rarity get hurt?"

They looked down, but they knew they had to be strong. They looked back at me, crying. "No Sweetie," Mom said, "She didn't get hurt, but......"

My dad wiped the tears from her eyes. He continued for her. "Sweetie, Rarity was the one who donated her brain to you. She died to save your life."

Those words still clung to my now shattered heart. She died. That's what he had said, but those words didn't seem to register in my mind until today, as we made our way to Canterlot, where she was to be buried.

I looked over at the rest of the ponies in our train cart. All who were here had a strong relationship with my sister. Twilight, Rainbow, Pinkie, Fluttershy, and Applejack all sat together. They each wore a plain black dress, and Applejack had a black cowpony hat on her head. Most of them were able to hold back tears, but Fluttershy was no longer able to hold it in, and quietly sobbed on Pinkie's shoulder. Even Pinkie didn't seem happy. The bright, bubbly mare was no staring at the floor, mane straight as she had her hoof around Fluttershy. She could not cheer her up, for she was also suffering.

My parents were sat just next to me, as they held each other. My parents each wore something black, my mother adress, and my father a suit. Most other ponies, as well as my friends, were also wearing black  They asked earlier if I needed a hug, but I declined. I couldn't hug them, or anypony; I could barely even move. If I hug them, then it's like she really is gone, and that all of this wasn't just a dream. But as the train station neared, I couldn't help but to realize that my sister truly was gone.

For the past week, I had pushed it to the back of my mind. Even after going home from the hospital, I went to Rarity's room, expecting her to be there, making dresses as she always did, but I was met with a clean bed, and a cold, dark room; no sounds of sewing machines, just the sound of my breathing. I entered, and looked around. All of her mannequins were bare, but as I went to leave, I saw that her closet was open. I looked inside to see the dress she had made me. Rarity must have brought it home and put it there after she showed it to me. I looked at it for a few more minutes, and closed the closet door. It was then that I finally cried.

Recalling that memory left a whole in my shattered heart. Just to think about life without Rarity made me want to yell and scream....but I knew that she wouldn't want that. I had be strong for my parents, my friends, and her. I knew that she wouldn't want me to be sad. She knew what would happen, but didn't care. She wanted to save me, that she gave her life to do so. I looked down at the dress I was wearing. My parents didn't want me to wear it, but I needed to. I had to honour her, for not only was this the dress she made for my birthday, but it was also the last one she ever made.  

As the train now made it's way to the station, we prepared to get off, grabbing our tickets and heading towards the exit. I couldn't lift my head though, as the conductor said goodbye to us and all the other passengers. I didn't even know how far we had walked until I looked up to see the castle right in front of me. My parents looked down at me.

"Let's go, Sweetie."

I walked towards the castle, as Princess Celestia and Princess Luna waited for us. They both looked as though they were trying to be strong, but I could tell that they were on the verge of tears. Not only was one of the Elements of Harmony lost, but Rarity, just like Twilight and the others, were much closer to the Princesses than most. She was considered their friend, which is why they decided to hold the funeral personally.

She looked down at me and offered her wing. I trotted over and began to cry, the tears of my sorrow finally letting go. I knew I had to be strong, but just for this moment, I needed to cry. She draped her wing on my back and she too began to cry. "I know young one that it is hard," She said, "My sister and I have also lost the ponies we have loved a long time ago. But you need to be strong, for your sister. She would have wanted you to be at a time like this."

She brought a tissue to my eyes with her magic and gently wiped my tears. She then used it to wiped her own. "Come on, my little pony, it's time to say goodbye."

We all walked through a long, golden hallway of the castle that lead to a garden full of statues. As we walked past them, I recognized some of the ponies from textbooks that we read in school. One of them was Starswirl the Bearded, and another was a tall alicorn who was about the size of Princess Celestia, with a quill and ink pot as a cutie mark, but I could not remember her name. Finally, we reached the centre of the statue garden. There were six statues, all of them arranged into a circle. We moved closer, and I gasped. They were of Rarity and her friends.

Twilight's statue stood tall and proud with a book being levitated by her magic, Spike standing next to her, in his claws a scroll and quill, and Owlowiscious perched on her tail. Rainbow Dash's statue was crouched down with her chest near the ground and wings flared out, how she usually looked before she took off to fly, and Tank standing by her with his head up, smiling. Fluttershy's statue had a calm expression on her face, a group of small animals by her side, and Angel on her back. Pinkie Pie's statue was of course happy and cheerful, as she danced on her hind hooves, balloons floating next to her and Gummy biting her tail. Applejack's statue had a rope in her mouth, swinging around an apple that was caught in the loop at the end of the lasso as she stood also on her hind legs, Winona happily barking next to her. But the one that really caught my eye was of Rarity. She was stood proudly, wearing her gala dress and crown, Opalescence curled up asleep next to her. The way she stood showed her grace and elegance, but it was that smile, that pure smile on her face that truly showed the Rarity I knew and still loved. If only she could see this. She would have that it was amazing.

Those six statues; those smiling faces; they all truly represented their personalities, their strengths, their courage, and most importantly, their friendship. I gazed up at them for what seemed like hours, just gazing at their beauty. When I finally looked down, I saw that each one had a engraved plate on the blocks that held them. Rarity's read:

Rarity Belle

Element of Generosity

Born April 10, 1994

Died November 21, 2013

A sister, a daughter, a friend.

Died to save a life.

Her final act of true generosity and love.

May she never be forgotten.    

All of the others had the same thing engraved, with their names, elements, and date of birth. But only Rarity's had her date of death and the short eulogy on it. I looked up again and then noticed that her statue was lit up, lights shining around it, but none of the other elements had this. I looked over to the princess.

"Princess," I asked, "What is all of this?"

She smiled, and looked out over the crowd of friends and family that had come to honour my sister. "I can't describe how sorry I am for you all. I know that the death of a dear friend or daughter can be the most difficult thing in the world...." She paused for second, looking back at the statues. "These statues are my tribute to Rarity, Twilight, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, and Applejack for all they have done. Not only are they the only ponies to ever wield The Elements of Harmony besides my sister and I, and not only have they saved Equestria countless times, but the friendships and bonds they have formed show that friendship is truly the greatest gift we can receive. Rarity is buried here, her statue lit so those who enter may know of her passing."

She looked down at Twilight and her friends. "You too will be buried here once you pass, each of your statues lit one by one. I feel that this is the only way I can possibly express to you my thanks, and to truly honour the passing of not only yours, but also my friend." She bowed her head as she looked at the statue. I thought she was going to speak, but she then turned to look at all of us. "Is there anything anypony would like to say?"

Everypony had at least one thing to say to Rarity. Applejack went on about how even though she never liked to make a mess, that she always knew her heart was in the right place. Pinkie's straight mane covered her eyes, as she tried to hide the fact that she was crying and trying to hold up her smile, for she knew that Rarity would have wanted to see her happy. She talked of all the fun they had, and how she hoped that they could have fun together again some day. Rainbow went on about how she would miss my sister, and how it wouldn't be the same without her trying to get Rainbow to finally comb her mane. This earned a small chuckle from a few ponies. Fluttershy could barely say a word. She cried as she fell to the ground, before Twilight came and helped her up, smiling with tears in her eyes. Twilight was taking it the hardest of all her friends. Before she had come to Ponyville, she had no one but Cadence and her brother to hang out with. Now that one of her first real friends was gone......she couldn't even look at us she was so saddened. She talked about her friendship with all her friends, and how she had hoped it could have lasted longer, but she knew that Rarity would do the same thing if given another chance. She smiled as she looked up at the statue.

"Goodbye, my dear friend."

She walked over to her friends. They all hugged, tears still fresh in their eyes as they held to each other, afraid that if they let go, one of them would surely leave as well. My parents walked forward, looking at all of us.

"When Rarity was born," Mom started, "We knew she would grow up to do great things. I never imagined anything like this, but we knew in our hearts that she would one day be happy and be doing something she loved. When we found out Sweetie had a tumour.....she didn't even hesitate to volunteer. She loved her sister so much, and even though she was the Element of Generosity, we never knew to what extent until now."

"We are so proud of you Rarity," Dad continued, "And we hope that you are looking down upon us right now to see how many other ponies are, too. We love you sweetheart."

They walked over to me and smiled, my dad placing a hoof on my shoulder. It was my turn. I slowly made my way up to her statue.This would forever be her finally resting place. The thought scared me, and I could feel the tears coming, but I knew that I had to honour my sister, to give her the respect and love she deserved; One last message to her.

"Rarity...." I started, "...I always looked up to you when we were growing up. I saw you making dresses and doing what you loved, and I wanted to be just like you, who was hard working, generous, and so loving, even if at times it didn't seem like it. When we started to drift apart, I thought it was because you hated me. I thought that you never wanted me around and that I was just a bother, but......but I know that deep down, you always loved me, and that just because you were busy a lot, doesn't mean that you never cared. I....I never did get to say goodbye. You told me that once my surgery was over, we could spend time together, just the two of us....but I knew that something was going on. When you hugged me for the last time I-I felt that it truly WOULD be the last time, but I never thought to much on it. You told me you would be right there when I woke up....and even though you weren't there physically, I know that when I woke up, you were there, looking down at me. I love you so much Rarity, and I always will. I can never thank you enough for what you have given me. You gave me a second chance at life, and I will never forget that, You truly did deserve to be the element of Generosity, for even after your last breath, your generosity is living on inside me. It is pushing me further, and helping me to live, and not one day will go by that I won't remember you, because I could never have had a better sister than you."

Not a dry eye was in the crowd of ponies. They were all sobbing and holding onto each other. I felt a hoof on my back and turned to see my parents, smiling at me as tears streamed down their faces. I began to sob. "Mom...Dad...you know how you asked earlier if I needed a hug? C-could I have that hug now?"

They wasted no time pulling me close to them. We all cried as we held each other close. Even if Rarity was gone, I knew she was probably here right now, crying with us. As long as we had each other, Rarity would always be here, and we would never let her name be forgotten.

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I sat in front of Rarity's statue. The night had quickly come after the funeral, and the Princesses had decided to let us stay in the castle for the night, knowing we would be too tired to take a late train back home. Rarity had just been buried a couple hours prior, and the ground was now flattened with dirt, covering the casket, finally putting Rarity to rest. It was now late, but after everyone had fallen asleep, I wasted no time sneaking back into the gardens, and making my way to the statue of my sister.

The lights were still lit up around her statue. The princess promised to never turn them off, and even put an enchantment on it so that no one, not even her, could turn any of the lights off once they had been turned on. It was nice that she had honoured Rarity and her friends in such a way, but it was still saddening though, because it mean't that in order to visit, I would need to take the train, and I couldn't just go to Canterlot everyday. I reached up to feel my head. I still had the stitches there, and my mane wouldn't grow back for some time, but I felt it was a reminder about what Rarity did for me. Never would I forget her for that.

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of hooves tapping against the cobblestone path. I turned around to see Princess Celestia walking towards me.

"P-princess, what are you doing up so late?"

She smiled down at me, "Well, Sweetie, I'm probably here for the same reason you are, am I not?"

I looked down at the grass I was sitting on and nodded. She came closer, soon she herself was sitting down next to me, looking up at the statues.

"It seems like only yesterday your sister and her friends had saved my sister."

I looked up at her, "Yeah....she really did deserve to be the element of Generosity."

She looked down at me, "Sweetie, can I tell you why she was chosen?"

Puzzled, I asked, "Wasn't it because she and her friends had a special bond, and the element choose her because she was really Generous?"

She chuckled a bit, "I one way, yes that is correct. But that is also not the only reason. When the elements choose Luna and I to first wield them, we had already been chosen before we had even been born."

My eyes widened, "So...Rarity was-"

"Yes. She too, just like my sister and I, and just like your sister and her friends, she was chosen before she was born. I have learned over the years that the elements have many different abilities, one being that they can see beyond the past, present, and future. All of time is shown before them, and they search through all of time to find the ones who can truly wield their power. After I lost control of elements, they set out to find a new pony who truly represents them, and makes them as the wielders of the Elements of Harmony."

I looked at her still, shocked, but also a bit confused, "So, if they chose her all those years ago, then what does that mean? That she is truly the most generous pony?"

"All ponies can be generous, young one, but to the elements, yes, she was seen to them as being the most truly generous pony. And now I know why." She stood up and walked towards the statue of Rarity.

"The elements, they can see birth, they can see a pony's life, and they can see their death. What Rarity did for you must have shown them that no other pony could be as generous, than a pony who is willing to give her life for the one she loves."

I got up, walking next to the princess. She had a solemn look on her face. She then bowed her head, "My friend, I am so sorry I could not be there with you as you passed on, and that I have never expressed this to you in person," A single tear dropped down her check, "But I do consider you and your friends to be as close to me as family. I have learned so much about you all thanks to my dear student, and I just wish that I could have expressed this to you all before. I hope that in the next life, we may meet again, and finally be able to talk as friends."

I was shocked. I knew that she saw Twilight, Rarity and their friends as her friends, too, but I never knew to what extent. I nudged her a little. "Princess, even if Rarity is not here, I know she would love to be true friends with you. And, even if we have never talked much before, could I be your friend, too?"

She looked down at my shocked, before finally pulling me close with her wings. I could feel a few tears drop onto my head, "Yes, Sweetie, I would love to be your friend."

I smiled and nuzzled up to her. Her hug was like a mother holding her child, and I welcomed it fully. We stayed like that for a few minutes before we got up. I turned once more to the statue, and then looked at the Princess.

"Princess?"

"If you want, you may call me Celestia."

"Okay Pri-Celestia. There is something I wanted to do at the funeral, but never got the chance."

"What was it you wanted to do?"

I closed my eyes, and took a deep breath as I began to sing.

I will remember you

Will you remember me?

Don't let your life pass you by

Weep not for the memories

Celestia looked down at me, smiling as she looked back at the statue crying.

Remember the good times that we had?

I let them slip away from us when things got bad

How clearly I first saw you smilin' in the sun

Wanna feel your warmth upon me, I wanna be the one

I will remember you

Will you remember me?

Don't let your life pass you by

Weep not for the memories

I'm so tired but I can't sleep

Standin' on the edge of something much too deep

It's funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word

We are screaming inside, but we can't be heard

But I will remember you

Will you remember me?

Don't let your life pass you by

Weep not for the memories

I'm so afraid to love you, but more afraid to loose

Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose

Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night

You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light

And I will remember you

Will you remember me?

Don't let your life pass you by

Weep not for the memories

And I will remember you

Will you remember me?

Don't let your life pass you by

Weep not for the memories

Weep not for the memories

I finished singing, tears falling down my face. It seemed like crying was becoming a normal thing to do now, ever since my accident, and when we lost Rarity. Celestia looked down at me, smiling as her gaze moved towards a flash of light on my flank. I turned to look. It was pink heart with a bell in the middle. Surrounding it were a couple of music notes. I had finally earned my cutie mark.

I looked up at Rarity's statue and smiled, "Thank you Rarity, for giving me this second chance."

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A white unicorn with a luscious purple mane sat up on the clouds. She sat there for the longest time, her white wings rustling in the wind. A glowing ring sat above her head, like a crown on a queen. She was not really there, but at the same time she was, as she looking down upon the world, and at a young filly who was sat on the grass. She gave a soft smile.

"I will always love you, Sweetie Belle. Never forget that."

THE END