At home, Silver Tune was laying on her black and white, fluffy bed. Her coat was pale. Roxy Tune tried everything to cure Silver Tune. She made soup, gave her medication, a warm blanket, she prayed, and it still was no help. A tear rolled down from Roxy Tune's cheek. She was worried that Silver Tune could.. Die. She hugged her.

RT: M-Maybe you just need rest. Sleep for a bit, o-okay? *smiles*
ST: *nods* *sniff*

Roxy Tune left the room, leaving Silver Tune alone. Silver Tune ignored her sisters' advice. She reached for her laptop and entered Facebook. Somepony had kicked her out of a chat. Trixie privately sent her a message that said, "You ugly cow. Stay away from my boyfriend!"

Silver Tune tilted her frail head. She rubbed her eyes. She couldn't believe what she had just read. Was she talking about Blue Beat? She and him were only great friends, that's all.

Suddenly, Snow Flake also sent her a private message.

"Silver Tune.. I don't want to be you friend anymore. Bye."

Silver Tune typed back.

"Snow Flake? What do you mean? What.. Why?"

"Everypony hates u. :/"

"Please. Don't. Stop."

"Bye."

Silver Tune gasped. She saw all the comments from pictures she had posted of herself. They were horrible. Silver Tune held her tears and covered her mouth.

"Freak!!!!"
"EMO. Why the hell do you always wear black?"
"OMG. Epic selfie fail. Go do like, something useful"
"^Like, ya. Go hang yourself or something."
"Y r u so desperate to be pretty?! Stupid slut!"
"Wtf. Are you the daughter of a whale?"
"Dafuq is this creature?"
"Hahaha XD Loser!"
"Party at mine! Guess who isn't invited? The freak of school!

Silver Tune began to cry. Why. Why me? Why now?, She thought. Her eyes widen. She saw a comment from Coffee Crème.

"Are you poor or what? What kind of pony would wear running shoes with a dress? Haha. Don't try too hard. Btw, that dress. With that stomach. Ya, I don't think so."

Silver Tune threw her pillow across the room. Sadness controlled her. She decided to chat with Blue Beat. He was a pony who could always make Silver Tune smile. She wiped away her tears. She stared at the screen for a while. She received a message from Blue Beat. Her heart was racing as she smiled. But as she read the message, her smile slowly disappeared.

"You ugly little slut. Have you seen yourself in the mirror?! Pathetic, fat, lonely, useless, weak, stupid. Go kill yourself. No one likes you. Not even your own pathetic family. Your parents abandoned you. Haha. They don't love you. No one does. Not even your sister. You have no hope. If you die, no one will care. No one will even notice. Do the world a favor, and kill yourself. It's easy. You have 4 choices. A gun, knife, rope, or pills. I would include to starve yourself until you die, but it'll take too long."

Silver Tune cried. And cried. And cried. She took a deep breath and responded back.

"You said 'I love you' I said it too. The only difference is.... I didn't lie to you. Congrats.."

Silver Tune closed her laptop and placed it on the ground. She covered herself with the blanket. Still crying. She couldn't talk. She was now being insulted by her so called, 'friends'. Silver Tune coughed. She reached for her iPod. 'Probably," she thought. "Music will help me."

She placed the headphones on her ear. She searched for a song that might calm her down. Then, after scrolling for some minutes (since she has many songs on her electronic), she found a song. An Eminem song. Her favorite rapper. She played the song.

Lately I've been hard to reach
l've been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world
Where they can be alone

Are you calling me?
Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me?
I'm reaching out for you

I'm just so fuckin' depressed
I just can't seem to get out this slump
If I could just get over this hump
But I need something to pull me out this dump

I took my bruises, took my lumps
Fell down and I got right back up
But I need that spark to get psyched back up
And in order for me to pick the mic back up

I don't know how or why or when
I ended up this position I'm in
I'm starting to feel distant again
So I decided just to pick this pen

Up and try to make an attempt
To vent but I just can't admit
Or come to grips with the fact that I may be
Done with rap, I need a new outlet

She paused the song. She looked around and tilted her head. Her music, or her favorite song, didn't have any taste in it. She didn't feel good listening to that song. So, she changed it.

I conjure up the thought of being gone
But I'd probably even do that wrong
I try to think about which way
Would I be able to and would I be afraid

Cause oh I'm bleeding out inside
Oh I don't even mind (Yeah)

It's all your fault
You called me beautiful
You turned me out
And now I can't turn back
I hold my breath
Because you were perfect
But I'm running out of air
And it's not fair

Da da dada da dada da
Da dadadadadada da dadadadadada

Silver Tune paused the song, again. She didn't like it. That was weird, since she liked pretty much every song in the world. Her two favorite artists. P!nk and Eminem. Were they now too boring for her? No. That was not it. It was something else. She changed the song.

The same mistakes that you did
I will not let myself
'Cause my heart so much misery

I will not break
The way you did, you fell so hard
I've learned the hard way
To never let it get that far

Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side
So I don't get hurt

Because of you
I find it hard to trust
Not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you, I am afraid..

Silver Tune took off her headphones. She rubbed her ear. She didn't like that song either. That was one of her favorite songs of all time. Well, not anymore.
She tried another song. It sounded awful to her. Another song. The same. Was she starting to hate music? Silver Tune sighed. She put her iPhone away. She was bored.

'Hmm.. If I can't listen to music..,'she thought. 'Maybe I can write a song.' She smiled. Silver Tune ripped out a paper from her math notebook. She grabbed a pencil and thought for a while. She started writing.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

Silver Tune turned around. Her laptop was beeping. She rolled her eyes, knowing it had something to do with Facebook. She continued writing as her laptop kept ringing. Silver Tune was annoyed by that sound. She finally reached for her laptop and went on Facebook. What did she see? Yep. More hate comments.

"ROFL. Silver Tune, you baby. She left crying to her room."
"I hope you burn in hell!"
"Ugly witch."
"Did you kill yourself yet?"
"Useless piece of trash."
"Attention seeker."
"You are a B with a itch!"

.....

Trixie was sitting on her bed. She stared at the blue amulet which contained Silver Tune's voice. She grinned. She then looked at the mirror. An idea floated through her mind. She smirked. Trixie picked up one of her shoe with heels. With all her force, she threw it at the mirror. Seconds later, the mirror shattered. She laughed. She placed the dark blue amulet on her neck.