Within the four walls of the filly's bedroom were all of the curtains closed so that the light would be blocked out of the room. Sweetie herself laid down upon her bed where she would cuddle the stuffed animal with her eyes closed. Yet even with her eyes closed, it was impossible for her not to let her tears flow. The sadness of having lost her beloved older sister was a pain that was almost too much to bear for her. It was something so painful, that all of the insult of the bullies combined couldn't even match up against it.