"Strawberry Jam"

      Honestly I didn't know how to fell or what to think.

      I woke up to two small, eyes staring at me.

'Wake up sleepy head, it's like 10 o'clock in the morning'

      Oh how I love having a long dead filly as a roommate

'DINKY!'

      The ghostly filly broke out into a giggle. I really need to remember they she is still a filly no mater how mature she acts.... at times.

      I sat up and got off of the inflatable bed I found in the closet. I whipped the tiredness from my eyes and gave a firm stare at the giggling filly, which made her stop and wait expectantly for me to say something.

'Alright, first, never EVER do that again. Second, I want to talk to you about what happened here. Third, wait for me in the in the other room, I need to unpack.'

'Okey Dokey Lokey.'

      And the filly disappeared in a flash.

      I rolled eyes and walked over to my bags. I opened up my suitcase to be met with a picture of my family. The picture was five or six years old and it was taken not long after my baby brother, Apple Tart, was born. I looked at myself first, goddesses my puberty was ugly. The I looked at my parents, their expressions were a mix of tiredness and joy. Then the tears began to fall. Goddesses I missed them so much. After about a half an hour, I placed the tear covered picture aside and head into the other room.

      Dinky was sitting nicely at the table reading a dingy and soaked magazine when she looked up at me.

'Took you long enough.'

      I managed a smirk.

'Sorry, had slot of stuff.'

      She closed the magazine while still staring at me and continued.

'So you said You wanted to know more about what happened here right?'

'That's what I said, correct?'

      I said gaining a semi annoyed glare and a smile in return.

'Well I try to tell what I know. Ahem

Around a month or two ago, Ponyville was a real fine place to live, till ponies started disappearing all over the place. There are rumors going around like how there was a lottery where if your name came up, you died. Then the users of the Elements of Harmony, you most likely heard of them, either went insane, disappeared , or maybe even died. Then Cloudsdale disappeared. With all this going on, most of the sane ponies left, well left.

      I just had to take a seat after that.

'Let me ask me something Dinky.'

'Hm?'

'Did I choose the worst town to come to or what?'