"Who's Out There?"

January 31st, Saturday
Today's the day, isn't it? This last page better count because I'm not wasting any space, except for the actual ending page. Like I said before, no one really writes on the last page.

I'm set for an expedition, and a way to get out of this damned house. You can't hear them but my parents are yelling again. I hate it so much, I wish they could just stop. I'm leaving them.

I'm taking my sleeping bag with a small tent as well as toiletries and a pack filled with food. My school supplies are inside as well because I still need an education. My new book is with me as well. It's a black notebook like this one but it has an integrated bookmark. The sun hasn't even risen yet and the noise is insane; it's smashing my eardrums.

Goodbye, mom and dad. I have no clue if I'll ever see you again.

My breath is dull, knowing that I've just left my parents... the ponies who took care of me when I needed it the most but now, they're just constantly fighting. Is it because of me? I hope not. I mean, my mum gave me dad's old suit when he was younger and it "looked pretty professional" according to Sweet Pie. Either way, I've left and I'm headed to the forest, maybe get some tips on how to live life out in the woods. Zecora can definitely help. It's pretty early though so she might still be sleeping or harvesting some herbs.

I arrive at her shack as I familiarise myself with the similar smell and looks. I peer through her windows and she seems to not be in her hut. I guess I should find a good camping ground. A clearing should be fine. Where do I find one?

Well, I found this massive slope leading into a cave with a stone tree with colourful gems. They seem to be cutie marks stuck on the tree; almost like the cutie marks on Applejack and Rainbow Dash! I wonder if they have some connection. Regardless, I'll set my tent above the stone to avoid any floods or rock collapses. It's a recognisable spot as well and good for work if I need some bits. If those gems are there, maybe I could work as a miner and harvest gems.

But then again, I want to discover this whole forest.

I fear that I'll never get used to the smell. I've fixed my tent to the dirt and set my sleeping bag. I feel like resting, the sun's only reached an eighth degree on the eastern side. It must still be pretty early.

What will I do if ponies start looking for me? Will I run or pay the price?

My first ration is gone. My sandwich was very delectable with a combination of lettuce and tomato with the aroma of a daisy. My bag is sitting on the stand of the tent as I glance at the thin fabric of a ceiling. Maybe I should listen out for a noise, or possibly set a trap or

Looks like someone paid me a visit! Zecora actually frightened me when I was writing the previous sentences. She came over and enquired about my trip to the Everfree Forest and how it's dangerous to trek on my own, especially considering at I'm a colt. Sure, my plans could have some - no, a lot of faults but I can survive on my own. I'm a smart pony.

She left, handing me a few potions she brewed recently. One is written in ink with the words, "Health," another with, "Recovery," and, "Repel". I guess they'll be important sometime during this expedition.

I wish I brought some of my friends with me. I'm really alone here and it's really creeping me out. To fill the silence, I'll set some traps just in case anything wants to jump at me.

I've set up tripwires attached to mud to impair the creature's movement and it may hit their eyes if I'm lucky, enough for me to pack essentials and escape. I heard the cracking of sticks and leaves. I'll be back.

There's nothing, and it's not helping that the sun is going down. I can't see much in the dark. I didn't bring a light source either. At least, I have a sleeping bag so I don't get cold.

...I feel like my parents are looking for me again. It's around the time that I'm usually home from my adventures (or from the library, and possibly from the store). Anyways, I should be worried about how I'll get food or fresh water. There's a river nearby, hopefully with some apples that I can harvest. Yea, maybe that can work.

I'll have to do that in the morning. It's already dark out. I wish I had a horn right now just to make things glow a little bit. The only light I have to work on is Luna's moonlight, which looks amazingly stunning when you look gaze without any artificial light. I can admire this for hours.

I heard that familiar rustling again but I can see anything out in the distance. I'm just staring through some mesh from where I think I heard the sound but all I see is the twisted trees, intertwined bushes and bubbling mud.

I hear voices. It feels like their talking to me, or trying to talk to me at least. Is there somepony out there? There some noises like heavy breathing. Is somepony hurt? Who'd be out here at his time of night? I can feel my heart trying to escape my chest. It may be Zecora or Apple Bloom.

I yelled out, "Who's out there?" There's growling.