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“It will be all right. You’re not the first filly to get herself in a family way. Will you tell me the father?”  
“Spike.”  
“Okay, it will not be all right.”
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“I’m sorry, Anon. Your cancer has spread to all parts of the body. Eat what Hot Pockets you’ve got left, because you aren’t going to last the rest of the week.”
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I felt tears welling in my eyes. Ugh, stupid oversize child tear ducts.
 
She’s going to hate me now, and I’ll never fit in and I’ll be all alone and - and -
 
“Green!” I heard a voice calling my name, but it was far away.
 
They were all going to hate me!
 
Somepony was touching my withers, but my skin felt cold and numb. I noticed my breaths were coming in short gasps.
 
“Pl-ease d-on’t h-ate me!” I gasped out.
 
“Green,” her voice was commanding, but not aggressive, I felt as she gave my withers a sharp squeeze, “Hey, Green, stay with me, breathe. You’re going to get through this.”
 
It all came together at that moment, but the realization didn’t help at all. I was having another panic attack. I was so weak, so useless. This body, my body, ugh!
 
“I-I’m s-sorry,” I managed to say. “It’s just- just a panic attack. You can go help someone else, I’ll be fine.”
 
Please leave. Please let me have a chance to get my emotions back under control. I don’t want anyone to see me like this. It hurts. It hurts in my chest.
 
“Shhhh,” she whispered kindly. “Everything is going to be alright. I don’t hate you. You’re safe here. Nopony is going to hurt you again.”
 
At some point, Redheart had picked up a brush and she started brushing my coat while I lay prone on the bed. And I cried. I’m not sure why, but having my coat brushed was really calming. Must be a horse thing. Or maybe another hoof magic thing since she was an earth pony.