Slenderponyby GamerDerpyChaptersChapter 3- Trust nopony.Chapter 1-The finding.Chapter 2- FogChapter 3- Trust nopony.Chapter 3- Trust Nopony June 15, 2010 I woke, got dressed and walked to the window. Unfortunately, the fog had not yet lifted. I decided to go back to my seat and sit down. Take in the feel of things. After seeing that he had no face, I knew I didn't have much time to live. Might as well enjoy it while it lasts. In fact, I probably won't make it three more pages in this thing. I felt his presence all the time now, felt his evil bearing down on me. I knew what he wanted to do to me- it wasn't pretty. June 17, 2010. Here I sat, staring at a blank wall. I felt the insanity closing in, creeping into my brain. I might as well record my last normal thoughts before this book becomes filled with some sort of insanity, instability of emotions, who knows what. I might record my experience whilst fucking a tree. Who knows. All I knew was, I was fucked. June 20, 2010. I heard a knock at the door this morning. I was hesitant, but I gave in. I opened the door; only to find Derpy with a basket of muffins. I asked if she was crazy, she just looked at me blankly. One eye pointed towards me, and the other pointed towards- well, towards my only escaped window if the slender pony happened to come inside. This wasn't right. June 22, 2010. The first thing I remember from this morning was that I had been running. I am deep inside the Ever free forest. Wait- now I know what I was running from. Him. I have to go now- I hear footsteps. June 23, 2010 It's after me for sure this time. I was at home, cooking. I felt something creek up behind me, I leaped through the window, sprinting as fast and as deep as I could get into the Ever Free forest. I hear footsteps, feather like, almost silent. It's he- -The rest is un intelligible due to blood splatter.- Chapter 1-The finding.The Finding. May 4th, 2010. I was walking home, it was raining, I had to pick up a new batch of strawberries before I got home, so I stopped by the fruit stand in the market. Closed. I crept inside, looking for some strawberries, hoping to just leave some bits on the counter when I was done. I batted my way through some cobwebs in the back. That was strange. Cobwebs in a busy fruit stand. All logic was beside me, though. Nothing made sense anymore, not after him. May 6th, 2010. I started my morning by waking up to the necklace, which had been on my neck the previous night, lying on the desk next to me, note written under it on an old notepad I hadn't used in months. The perfect morning. Just a casual morning in my life. After getting ready, and taking a shower of course, I walked out into the town square. Empty. Unusual for such a busy village. Something strange was going on here, very strange. May 7th, 2010. This time, I didn't wake up to the fresh morning daylight, I woke up to a dark cloudy sky, so dark you would think there wasn't a sky at all. A dark, possessed sky, one only heard of in myths. Myths of the Slenderpony. Not a good thought. I already saw him once already, 3 days ago to be exact. Before I got off work, there he was, standing in the doorway, I blacked out, when I woke, he was gone. I knew I was extremely lucky to be spared. I knew I wouldn't last long. Chapter 2- FogThe Fog. June 4th, 2010. This morning was the beginning of the end of us all. When I awoke the first thing I saw were the storm clouds from the last time I wrote in this thing. When I looked out the window, there was a very, very thick fog. You couldn't se 3 feet in front of you. Shit is hitting the fan. Yet again, no one was in town. I noticed this as I walked to the market. For what reason? I have no idea. All I know, is I feel something watching me. But there's nothing here. June 5th, 2010. This time I wasn't greeted to my window, or even my house, when I woke up. I was on the edge of Everfree forest. How I got there, is a mystery. But I have a feeling that it's him. Still, the fog continues getting thicker. Around an inch a day. This can't be good. June 7th, 2010. This time I actually managed to wake up in my house. For the past two days I have awoke on the edge of the forest. There is just some strange pull about it. I'm not even going to attempt going outside today. The fog is too thick, I wouldn't be able to see my way through town. I'm just going to stay inside and watch T.V. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Five minutes have passed since my last entry. I know, unusually short. But when I walked over to the T.V and turned it on, static. My days are numbered, as I soon realized. The legends say this thing, the Slenderpony, abducts it's victims. Gone. Without a trace. June 10th, 2010. I can feel it, this thing is getting closer. Closer to getting me. I found a note on my desk this morning. It read: Be wary. You are not alone. I have to go now, the static is back, giving me a headache. June 11th, 2010. Not good. I woke up this morning, again, on the edge of the forest. Except this time was different. Even through the thick fog, which was still here, I saw something staring at me from behind a tree. But it had no face.
Chapter 3- Trust nopony.Chapter 3- Trust Nopony June 15, 2010 I woke, got dressed and walked to the window. Unfortunately, the fog had not yet lifted. I decided to go back to my seat and sit down. Take in the feel of things. After seeing that he had no face, I knew I didn't have much time to live. Might as well enjoy it while it lasts. In fact, I probably won't make it three more pages in this thing. I felt his presence all the time now, felt his evil bearing down on me. I knew what he wanted to do to me- it wasn't pretty. June 17, 2010. Here I sat, staring at a blank wall. I felt the insanity closing in, creeping into my brain. I might as well record my last normal thoughts before this book becomes filled with some sort of insanity, instability of emotions, who knows what. I might record my experience whilst fucking a tree. Who knows. All I knew was, I was fucked. June 20, 2010. I heard a knock at the door this morning. I was hesitant, but I gave in. I opened the door; only to find Derpy with a basket of muffins. I asked if she was crazy, she just looked at me blankly. One eye pointed towards me, and the other pointed towards- well, towards my only escaped window if the slender pony happened to come inside. This wasn't right. June 22, 2010. The first thing I remember from this morning was that I had been running. I am deep inside the Ever free forest. Wait- now I know what I was running from. Him. I have to go now- I hear footsteps. June 23, 2010 It's after me for sure this time. I was at home, cooking. I felt something creek up behind me, I leaped through the window, sprinting as fast and as deep as I could get into the Ever Free forest. I hear footsteps, feather like, almost silent. It's he- -The rest is un intelligible due to blood splatter.-
Chapter 1-The finding.The Finding. May 4th, 2010. I was walking home, it was raining, I had to pick up a new batch of strawberries before I got home, so I stopped by the fruit stand in the market. Closed. I crept inside, looking for some strawberries, hoping to just leave some bits on the counter when I was done. I batted my way through some cobwebs in the back. That was strange. Cobwebs in a busy fruit stand. All logic was beside me, though. Nothing made sense anymore, not after him. May 6th, 2010. I started my morning by waking up to the necklace, which had been on my neck the previous night, lying on the desk next to me, note written under it on an old notepad I hadn't used in months. The perfect morning. Just a casual morning in my life. After getting ready, and taking a shower of course, I walked out into the town square. Empty. Unusual for such a busy village. Something strange was going on here, very strange. May 7th, 2010. This time, I didn't wake up to the fresh morning daylight, I woke up to a dark cloudy sky, so dark you would think there wasn't a sky at all. A dark, possessed sky, one only heard of in myths. Myths of the Slenderpony. Not a good thought. I already saw him once already, 3 days ago to be exact. Before I got off work, there he was, standing in the doorway, I blacked out, when I woke, he was gone. I knew I was extremely lucky to be spared. I knew I wouldn't last long.
Chapter 2- FogThe Fog. June 4th, 2010. This morning was the beginning of the end of us all. When I awoke the first thing I saw were the storm clouds from the last time I wrote in this thing. When I looked out the window, there was a very, very thick fog. You couldn't se 3 feet in front of you. Shit is hitting the fan. Yet again, no one was in town. I noticed this as I walked to the market. For what reason? I have no idea. All I know, is I feel something watching me. But there's nothing here. June 5th, 2010. This time I wasn't greeted to my window, or even my house, when I woke up. I was on the edge of Everfree forest. How I got there, is a mystery. But I have a feeling that it's him. Still, the fog continues getting thicker. Around an inch a day. This can't be good. June 7th, 2010. This time I actually managed to wake up in my house. For the past two days I have awoke on the edge of the forest. There is just some strange pull about it. I'm not even going to attempt going outside today. The fog is too thick, I wouldn't be able to see my way through town. I'm just going to stay inside and watch T.V. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Five minutes have passed since my last entry. I know, unusually short. But when I walked over to the T.V and turned it on, static. My days are numbered, as I soon realized. The legends say this thing, the Slenderpony, abducts it's victims. Gone. Without a trace. June 10th, 2010. I can feel it, this thing is getting closer. Closer to getting me. I found a note on my desk this morning. It read: Be wary. You are not alone. I have to go now, the static is back, giving me a headache. June 11th, 2010. Not good. I woke up this morning, again, on the edge of the forest. Except this time was different. Even through the thick fog, which was still here, I saw something staring at me from behind a tree. But it had no face.
