The Death Of Derpy Hooves

Date: February 15, 2011

Location: Somewhere on the outskirts of Canterlot

Reporter: Anon

Subject of report: Dead body found

Victim (if there is none, simply write NA): Derpy Hooves

Any additional info: The cause of death is suicide, the pony is a female pegasus in her early 20s, possibly 18 or 19 even. I have called the royal guards, and am simply writing this to make sure you know so you can contact any family members of this young pony.

      Lyra finally finished filling out the form, and she watched as Celestia's royal guards loaded the decaying remains of the pony, whom was once her neighbor, in their hearse like chariot.

      "Thank you for contacting us as soon as you did." said one guard who appeared to be high ranking presumably only because of the great number of badges on his saddle.

      "It's fine," Lyra sighed, "She used to be my neighbor... I never thought much of her, and I never even knew her, but I still think it's sad and telling you guys was the least I could do."

      Lyra's mind was a mess, she didn't think her small vacation in Canterlot could go to this complete hell that it did. She was out at the beach when she found Derpy hanging from a palm tree, rotting, and practically skeletal, and only one thing remained... a diary.

      She waited for the guards to leave, which took what seemed to be hours, and finally opened the small book with only one strand of Derpy's hair from her mane on the brown, leather, cover.

       To whoever this may concern, I am Derpy Hooves. If you are reading this, I am no longer alive. The life I had was too much for me, and there is too much to explain on one page. This diary is the story of the things you never knew, the pain I felt, the hatred I received, and the things I've seen that no pony could even dream of. This is the beginning of my end.