In the Hole

Day 1

I sit alone here in this empty cell with notebook in hand to write my memoirs. Captured by these tyrannical beasts they now hope that I will write in this journal my secrets and my friend’s. As much fun as it might be to gossip with myself, I would not dare betray them like this.

No, instead I will take this as a chance to cope. A good businessmare knows when to be quiet and I fear what speaking to my guard may do to me. So instead I will vent my frustrations here and allow King Sombra to know just how despicable I think he is.

The stallion across from me is about to turn out the light and take the journal. So I must say adieu my sweet self. Until we meet again in the glory of the light, I will lay in this cold, dark, smelly hole and wait for your return.

Please make it soon me. I would appreciate that so much.