"Strawberry Jam"

      I just sat there for a while, thinking about what just happened.

      When I finally got my thoughts together, I headed inside. It was nice to say the least, there was four rooms, one bathroom, one kitchen, a dinning room, and a bedroom, like I said "nice".

      I walked around a little bit, planks underneath my hooves creaking from miscare and softened by rain, almost bent. The dining room seemed to be in good condition, and so did the bathroom even though the water was a bit dirty and the tiles crunched at every hoof step.

      But then I smelled it.

      It was an unfathomable stench the made my nose curl, I knew that nostalgic smell, bodies.

      I walked into the kitchen to see three, rotting bodies of two grown mares and a small filly being hugged between the two. There was also a note on the granite. It read

' I don't why I'm writing this,

guess it's a suicide note now.

It turns out that if your number

comes up, that's it. They already

took the doctor from me, I won't

let them take anypony else.

Sparkler, Dinky' (wait  Dinky?)'

and I have taken ten pills each.

I don't have a lot of time left, so

I guess this is goodbye.

                   -Derpy'

      I just looked at the bodies for a while.... then I threw up on them. Yeah, real respectful Tart.

      Then I started crying, goddesses when was the last time I cried?

      Wait a minute, Dinky's dead?

'"Indeed"

      Came a small voice at the end of the kitchen, but from nopony.

       I just stared at that spot for a while, then quickly  trotted to the bedroom, trying to hide my tears by shoving the note in my bag.

      On the back, there was something else scribbled on.

'Dinky, I'm sorry'

     I looked back at the spot the voice came from, wiping away the tear running down my check.

"Goodnight Dinky"

      I couldn't go to sleep

      I just lay there contemplating my thoughts or how I should feel. To be completely honest, I didn't know what to think. The first person I've met in this town has been dead for who knows how long, I find her body and the bodies of what family she had left, and know I'm laying in probably her dead parents' bed. Goddesses!

      I fell right off the bed onto my face.

"Ow, buck that hurt"

      I guess I'm sleeping in the living room tonight.