Rainbow Dash brought in her things she got to school and showed them to her friends.

Pinkie: Ooh! Pretty.

Rainbow: I read the note, apparently my birth mother is already dead.

Fluttershy: Oh Dashie, I'm so sorry

Rainbow: It's fine, I just wish that this was all just a big joke. I hate being from the moon, I want to be normal.

Applejack: Sugarcube, stop worrying about this, you're very special. None of us were born the way you were.

Rainbow: And you're lucky, you don't have to be so stressed out over your past!

Applejack: Sugar, look at me *cups her face* Stop trying to run away from this, you're very special and unique. And one day, you'll see your mother again.

Rainbow: But-

Applejack: No buts, embrace who you are, don't hold back.

Rainbow: I'm sorry, but you don't know what's it like to be born on the moon.

Applejack: Neither do you, you grew up on Earth your whole life

Rainbow: Fair enough.

Rainbow Dash just went to class not saying anything else.

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Recently, Rainbow Dash had completely changed her attitude. She slept for days at a time, her grades in school started dropping, and she had stopped talking all together. Her friends stopped by to check on her and make sure she was okay?

Fluttershy: Dashie, you're not being yourself, are you okay?

Rainbow Dash just glanced at a photo of her and her mom. She didn't say a word.

Applejack: Sugarcube, are you still upset about the whole adoption thing?

Rainbow Dash nodded sadly, tears flowed down her cheeks. Fluttershy pulled her into a hug making her cry more.

Fluttershy: Don't cry, Dashie, they're still your family and they love you.

Poor Rainbow Dash still wasn't happy about it. She grew up living a lie which really bothering her. Her friends got into a group hug with her.

Rarity: We still love you, darling, adopted or not.

Pinkie: Yeah! What's the difference?! You're still our friend!

Those words didn't seem comforting to Rainbow Dash, she just wanted to be rid of her identity. She didn't want to be a princess, or be from the moon. She liked the way she was already. But she knew that she couldn't change that, what's done is done.