June 26
Dear diary,
Hello! Today, Sweetie, Scootaloo and I went to the library to try and get cutie marks in reading, but then I accidentally found Spike’s diary, and… well…
I never realized he felt that way about Miss Rarity…
But it gave me this great idea to start a diary of my own! I may not get a cutie mark for journalism, but maybe I can get one for journaling!
June 27
Dear diary,
I told Scootaloo about my idea, but she said that diaries were lame. I still think it’s a good idea, though…
We were going to try being cutie mark crusader deep sea divers today, but we don’t live anywhere near the sea, so we had to use the lake. We borrowed some gear from Pinkie Pie, but it was really big and heavy, so we ended up too exhausted from carrying it to swim, so we stashed it nearby, and we’re going to try again tomorrow.
June 28
Dear diary,
Today, the Crusaders and I tried diving again. The stuff was where we left it. It took a while to get it all on, but it was worth it! We got to swim with the turtles, and there were all these pretty fish around! It was amazing!
Still no cutie mark, though…
Anyway, since I live closest to the lake, the girls got to come over for dinner! Granny Smith even baked one of her world-famous apple pies!
After the girls went home, I was going to go to bed, but I noticed that Winona was acting really weird! She had her ears back, like she was afraid of something, and she kept barking at nothing. I couldn’t see anything out there, I wonder what was wrong?
June 30
Dear diary,
Sorry for not writing, I’ve just been busy. Winona went missing, and we spent all of yesterday looking for her, but we never found her. Granny said that she probably just ran off, and that she’d be back the next day, but it’s been a day, and she’s still gone!
It just isn’t like Winona to run off…
I miss her…
July 1
Dear diary,
Today, I’m writing to you from the Crusader clubhouse. We were formu forma making our plans for the day, when suddenly, this HUGE storm came out of nowhere, with thunder and lightning and everything! If sis were here, she’d probably say it was raining cats and dogs!
Winona still hasn’t come back yet…
But anyway, we didn’t want to go out in the rain, so we decided to stay here and wait it out, but I was bored, so I decided to write to you! Scoots and Sweetie Belle are playing a game of go fish, and I get to play the winner.
July 1
Dear Apple Bloom’s diary,
Hello! This is Sweetie Belle! Apple Bloom said I could write something in her diary to pass the time. It was surprising, I mean, I know I would never let anypony see my diary, but she said that she hadn’t really written anything secret or personal in here, so I guess it’s okay.
Scootaloo beat me at go fish, but I think she was cheating; she kept getting just the right card whenever she went fishing. I only ended up with one set in the end!
It looks like Apple Bloom isn’t doing much better… Hey! Scootaloo keeps scratching her wings before she fishes! I bet she has extra cards hidden under there!
July 1 (later)
Dear diary,
Sorry to bother you again. The storm still hasn’t stopped. Sweetie and Scoots are arguing about something…
Did something just move out there?
July 2
Dear diary,
So, eventually the storm passed, but it had gotten late, so we ended up just going home afterwards.
Still no sign of Winona…
Anyway, I went back to the clubhouse today. Luckily, it was still mostly intact, so I didn’t have to fix it up too much. But I kept thinking I saw things moving out of the corner of my eye, and it kept feeling like I was being watched, but nopony was there…
Hey, maybe it was Winona!
July 3
Dear diary,
I told Applejack about my theory, and we went back to the clubhouse, but we didn’t find anything. I suggested that she might be in the forest, but sis refused to go in to look for her, and told me that if I so much as put my hoof into the forest, then she would ground me for a whole week!
I’ll show her.
July 4
Dear diary,
I found Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle, and persuaded them to help me search. It took a bit of effort to get Sweetie to come, but in the end we managed to convince her. We’re about to set out!
Wish us luck!
Oh, Celestia, help me, I got away, I’m the only one left, the others are dead, I’m hiding in a cave I found.
Sweet Celestia, the trees, the trees are alive, they’re alive!
We were just walking down the path, and I saw something move, so we went off the path to try and find it. It led us further and further away from the trail, and we came to a clearing in the woods, and then there was this screech, and a branch swooped down, and, and, and it impaled itself into Sweetie, and she was bleeding, and we tried to run but there were vines covered in thorns, and they wrapped around our legs, and the thorns dug into us, and the trees, I don’t know how to describe it, they didn’t walk, it was like they were sliding, and the clearing just kept getting smaller and smaller…I managed to pull my legs out from the vines, but the vines were around Scoots’ neck, and they were choking her, and, and I heard her bones being crushed, so I ran away, through a gap in the trees. They tried to get me, but they only managed to get my leg, it’s bleeding really bad, there’s a huge chunk of it missing…
No, no I can hear them, I can hear them coming! They’re coming! Celestia, Luna, anyone, please, please, HELP ME!
The trees are screaming!
