Sister and I ran outside. For the first time ever, it had snowed. Usually, ponies liked to keep the snow clouds away because it was too much of a hassle, but the snow clouds had overfilled and were now looming around the sky, searching for a place to stay. Though it snowed, and was cold, there was no bitterness of it. I had a purple and black scarf on, which matched my colors of my fur and poofy flowing mane. The scarf was very tight, but not that tight. It was like a bear hug from a best friend. A last hug from a best friend. Those hugs that you would always keep hidden in your secret special memories, that you would keep for the rest of your existence. I liked the warmness feeling of the scarf, even though I loved the coldness. "Come on, Shadow! Let's make a snowpony!" My sister called over, and I quickly grasped myself into the coldness. I quickly trotted to her, not leaving behind the grip of my scarf, the grip of a goodbye hug, that I loved oh so much. I always remembered something about a goodbye hug that meant a lot to me. In my dream, it was another pony and I, we had been best friends, I loved her so much, much more than she could ever known. It was the last day of pony school, even though I was home schooled.. It was the end of the day, and I ran up to her. She was a tall pony at that, but I had always been the tallest filly in Ponyville.. I was a small filly compared to her. I was the first one to get a goodbye hug from her, and when she hugged me, her hooves wrapped around me in a tightened position. Her head was above mine, and her head briefly touched the brim of mine, like a protection hug. I loved this hug oh so much, the goodbye hug, the last hug.. It meant so much. There were no words said between her and I during the hug, because it was pure emotional silence. A good silence. The hug was filled with emotion, and it was the longest hug.. It lasted, but when she let go, I just wanted to hug her again. The last hug from her would be burned into my memories, and I would keep it there, holding it tightly like a book in my library of memories. I got out of my dream mode, and built a snowpony with my sister. The snowpony had two coal eyes, and a carrot nose, with a top hat, and sticks for arms. I looked back at the snow from the snowpony. I seen my hoofprints, and they resembled more of paw prints than hoof prints. "Hey, Shadow. Look what I can do!" My sister said. My sister was a unicorn, and her horn lit up filling with magic. There was a big light the blinded me from the snowpony, but when my vision was back, I found that the snowpony was indeed, alive.