Day 1View OnlineThe JournalDay 1Day 1: Date- 6/22/1976 So mom told me to get a journal to 'record my thoughts and feelings' because she thinks i've been really depressed lately.... i mean, i think it's fine, except when dad comes home drunk... i don't think its necessary for me to keep a journal, but i guess i can humor mom, even though i really didn't want to, it's basically just a diary! I'm no girl, and i'm six for crying out loud, but i do kind of like the idea, i mean, this way i could never forget anything.... well anyway, it might be awkward talking to myself for a bit, but hey, if it helps me in the long run why not...?.... annnnnyway, i didn't do much today, school was boring as usual, i can't believe how mean my classmates can be... just because i don't have a cutiemark? i mean come on, mom said it's because i haven't found my special talent yet.... but what if i'm not good at anything...? well... oh well, on to the better parts of the day, miss Cheerilee forgot to assign homework today, so i got to play outside for a few more hours, that was fun! Dad started teaching me how to play catch, i got it a few times, but the rest of the time it bonked off my head, heh silly me right? at least mom kissed it all better. Ill see you later. Hey, i'm back, just had dinner... mom didn't come home tonight for some reason, dad said she had to work late, but i think something else is wrong... but i didn't pay much mind to it. We had hay bacon and wheat as usual, sometimes i wish i was old enough to get a job and help out with the money... but i guess i'm just going to have to keep making due. I'm fine with it of course! as long as i get to stay with my family i'm fine. Well.. i've got to go brush my teeth and go to bed, i'll talk to you soon.
Day 2View OnlineThe JournalDay 2Day 2: Date- 7/14/1976 Sorry i haven't written in ever, but stuff has been going on at home... mom and dad had another fight, she and I had to move out... she rented an apartment for us to stay in, but shes not sure how much longer we'll be able to keep it. I've been trying my best, begging at the corners of streets... i got hit a few times today for being an 'annoyance'... other than that i managed to scrounge up eleven bits, a lot more than i usually come across. Anyway... it's late now, i'm not even supposed to be up right now, but i just had to write something, anything to keep you company.... mom says that we're going to have a big day tomorrow, she didn't say what we're going to do, but she had me pack a saddlebag of clothes, and other various weird instruments. I can only assume we're going to go camping or something....i hope we go camping, i miss laying out under Lunas stars... oh well, we'll just see when i wake up huh? Oh and don't worry, i'll make sure to pack a few extra pens and ink, so i can keep talking to you. Goodnight. That was weird... i was just laying in bed trying to go to sleep, when i heard something light hit my window, i went to go and see what it was, but there was nothing there when i looked out of the window, so i just went back to bed, and a few minutes later i heard the same sound, so i went back to the window and opened it, sticking my head out i looked around, and then i saw it, across the street in an alley were two bright red eyes... i think they were eyes... and they were staring right at me... i felt like my body froze, i could hear myself move, my heart hammered against my chest... i don't think I've ever slammed something so hard in my life... i broke the window and cut my leg... its not bad, it just bled for a minute, it's fine now.... i'm going to go see if that thing is still there tomorrow morning... goodnight.. i hope.
Day 3View OnlineThe JournalDay 3Day 3: Date- 7/15/1976 I woke up really early this morning, i think some of the ponies the next door over were player twister or something, they were very loud and quite rude... anyway, i went out after i woke up, i probably shouldn't have, a thick fog covered our city this morning, made me feel like something was watching me when i walked outside... i made my way into the alley where i had saw the eyes before. One of the trash cans rattled and i hesitantly approached it. I was about to open it when it fell over, spilling its contents and a very large raccoon, it waddled off, and i stopped myself from having yet another metaphorical heart attack, heh. Other than the trashcan nothing seemed out of the ordinary, no foot prints, nothing was moved, it as all how it was left the day before. Stumped, i walked back inside, yawning i looked to the clock, it was only four in the morning. I knowww i hated it too. But i couldn't go to sleep! i had to think of what that thing was... though it's becoming more probable that it's just a figment of my imagination. I really hope so, i don't think i could protect mom from any kind of monster.... anyway... i went into the kitchen to mom breakfast in bed, it was quite easy, as all our household appliances were made to fit the needs of any earth pony. So, i whipped up some eggs, accidentally burned a few pieces of toast, and poured her a big cold glass of orange juice, no pulp, yuck! But you should have seen the look on her face when i brought it up to her, you could swear she received a gift from Celestia herself! OH! what an honor that would be... but enough imagining, mom wanted to postpone our little 'trip' or whatever it was she had planned for today. She didn't say why, so i didn't ask, gave me a little more time to play outside, and who could argue with that? Sorry about that, that thing came back again... and i know it was eyes this time, it blinked at me.... it's unfortunate though, i couldn't see because of the fog. But whatever it is, it's big. I'm going to ask mom if i could possibly get a camera, then maybe i'd be able to get photographic evidence of my little stalker. Well wish me luck! here goes nothing. Success! she said yes! well, after aloooot of begging anyway, but still a yes, all i have to do is work a bit harder and pickup a few more chores around the apartment, i really don't mind though at least i get a camera....... Sorry, mom came in, time for lights out, good night!
Day 5View OnlineThe JournalDay 5Day 5: Date- 7/19/1976 Phew...i thought i wasn't going to make it, though there is a high probability my fears are irrelevant.... i'm not sure what to believe anymore, i asked mom over breakfast is she believed in monsters... i wasn't expecting her to say 'yes' honestly... though it sounded like she had proof behind her word, i didn't press on it though, i was too tired. We had oatmeal today, it was better because mom added cinnamon to it! MMM, i loved it.... Mom just told me to get ready to go again, we're finally going on our little trip! and i was right! we ARE going camping! I'm so excited.... but i guess i should be worried? Oh well, mom can protect me if anything happens. I know it won't but it's always good to re-assure myself right? Well, i just wanted to update you before i left, hopefully mom will let me stay up late tonight to tell you about my day! it's gonna be so much fun i know it! well, see you later friend! Oh my Celestia! Today was absolutely amazing! we went hiking through the Everfree! one of the places mom NEVER let me go, to be honest it's surprisingly peaceful, there aren't as many dangerous things out here as the townsponies say...... but maybe something scared them away.... oh i shouldn't be trying to scare myself before bed, i don't want nightmares after all. But yes, onto my day! at first we didn't think we'd be able to get out of the house, the power went out, and we had to find something to do with the food before it would spoil, thankfully an hour later the power came back on, nothing went bad thankfully. Mom decided to go talk to the owner to see what the problem was.... she came back with no answer, he had no idea what happened. I think it was my stalker trying to scare me again, but I ignored it. Anyway, we got re-packed after the little incident, and set out around three p.m. Thankfully we lived right near the forest, so it took us only a few minutes to get there. Of course i was nervous but mom reassured me it would be fun, so i smiled and ran head first inside with mom following close behind, we ran for a good hour, mom was completely out of breath! i think she needs to exercise more, but i can't really complain, she works so much.... well... we climbed a rather steep hill, and when we got to the top the sun was already setting, we had a brilliant view over the forest, all the trees swaying in the wind. Mom pulled me away from it to help her set up a tent for the night, it was hard, kept falling over or collapsing on itself, we tried at least ten times before there was a missing piece, mom groaned at her carelessness, and opted to just lay out under the stars with sleeping bags.... someday i hope to be as bright as one of those stars, i'd love to be able to make mom happy... even now she's frowning in her sleep.... Sorry about that, i heard some rustling in the trees below and i had to check it out, there was nothing, no footprints on the ground so it must just have been a bird, still, can't take any chances right? Oh well, i need to blow out my candle now, so i will talk to you tomorrow. Goodnight.
Day 6View OnlineThe JournalDay 6Day 6: Date- 7/22/1976 Sorry, i know it's been a few days since i last wrote to you... but we've been having a bit of trouble, mom's not getting any better, i think she has a fever... she's always sweating and her foreheads really hot, i don't know what to do, i can barely carry her, but I've been doing what i can, i feed her when she wakes up and bring her water, wash her mane and coat... i don't know how much longer i can keep this up, i'm losing a lot of sleep, and my little friend out there just keeps watching... even right now i can see his red eyes staring at me from the bushes, i wish he'd do something, i'm tired of waiting... maybe i should go to him....... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's Note ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ signifies a torn page, or a section of torn page
Day 8View OnlineThe JournalDay 8Day 8: Date- 7/25/1976 Another two days have passed, i haven't seen him since he helped me... but mom on the other hand can run again, though she is too nervous to trek back through the forest to go home... whats even stranger is that she doesn't remember anything after waking up a few days ago... she wasn't aware she'd brought us out here.... that makes me worry more, what if he is messing with her mind....? what can he do with her... to her....to me...?... I'm not sure if i should be afraid or if i should be confident in my abilities, regardless, I've kept mom safe so far, and i will continue to do so! I tried to convince mom that we should at least start heading back in the direction we came, but she insisted that we go the other way...i told her that led deeper into the forest but she didn't listen to me.... i pleaded with her, i thought she was delirious or something.... and then she hit me... she actually hit me in the side of my face... she shook her head and started to scream, apologizing to me "I don't know what happened!".... i don't need anymore proof, something, or somepony is taking control of moms mind, but... but how do i stop them...?.... I'm scared.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I can now see past mom....i only see those red eyes... staring at me... mom's not herself anymore, but he's trying to trick me still... but why...? why doesn't he just do the same to me? Why doesn't he just control me like he does mom? Is he trying to scare me? What does he want!?.... i'm going to try running away... i hope it works...i swear i'll find a way to help me, even if it kills me....
Day 10View OnlineThe JournalDay 10Day 10: Date- 8/1/1976 There is something in the lake.... I can see it move down there, it's big... i'm not going swimming anymore... i don't even want to go near the water, but i have to i guess.... I wonder what it is, but i really do not want to find out, i like living... well.... sort of... anyway, I've found some sticks down here, I could probably fashion a harpoon of sorts, there are other smaller fish in the lake, not sure how big i am on the thought of eating meat.... but if it's to survive, then i need to learn how to make do, right? I'll write back after i try it. Well, another success, i caught a few fish on my first try, they just swim around me, i guess they aren't afraid just yet... Can't wait till they are, then it'll get really hard, but hopefully it won't come to that. There is still the moss around the cave, it hasn't killed me yet so I am going to continue eating it. My leg isn't hurting as much anymore, which is good i guess. Maybe I'll be able to leave sooner than i thought. I have lost all sense of direction when i was running away though... What if I'll never find my way back? What if he's watching me even now... waiting to kill me in my sleep.... I don't know what to do!!!... I will be hiding in a small crevice I've found near the lake, i don't think anything big, nor my mother could get through... so i will write to you soon. Goodnight.
Desc.View OnlineThe JournalDesc."Hey spike! can you get down here and help me please? We just got a new shipment of books, and we need to shelve them." Twilight called to Spike. There was a loud groan of protest coming from upstairs, as she heard his claws *tak* on the floor, slowly making his way downstairs. "Sorry Spike, i know it's early, but i wasn't expecting a shipment today, when we're done you can go back to bed okay?" she smiled apologetically. "yeah yeah, let's just get it over with..." Spike said as he went to a large box and opened it, taking out a armful of books, sorting them alphabetically and shelving them in their appropiate places. Twilight dug through her own box, using her magic to quickly shelve the books inside, payingl ittle attention to the titles for she had probably read them all before. She sighed in content as her box was emptied, folding the box down, and storing it in the corner for future use, she decided to help Spike with the rest of his. Spike smiled as he struggled to stay awake, yawning periodically as he made he was too and fro from the bookshelf to his box. He continued to dig through the books as he came across a tattered leather-bound book, it had no title on it, and what Spike guess were water stains that covered the cover. "Hey Twilight? This book has no title." he held it out to her. She took it with utmost curiosity, examining the cover, spine, and back. She opened it, the writing inside it was worn down with age, and water stains, but was still intelligible. "Spike can you put the rest away please? I would like to see what this book has to offer right away." He quietly groaned again "okay Twilight, but i'm going back to bed after this." She giggled "That's quite alright with me spike." she went upstairs, gently setting the book on her bed, lighting a candle, and jumping into the bed. She opened the book once again to its first page "Alright. Day one..."
Day 4View OnlineThe JournalDay 4Day 4: Date- 7/18/1976 So mom and i went out and got a camera at the pawn shop, it was only two bits! the film was five bits for a ten-pack, i'm not sure, but i guess it was a good deal, i paid for it myself..... my stalker hasn't showed up the past few days... maybe he knows what i have planned. I'm not sure but we'll find out later tonight. I'll sit by the window with camera ready, and we'll just hope he decides to come... i would really hate for this to be just a waste of good bits... oh well, i'll talk to you later tonight. Oh my sweet Celestia! he did come back! i was just about fall asleep when i saw his eyes staring up at me! i just stared back for a minute, before i remembered my camera, i quickly pointed it at him and snapped at least three good pictures.... he didn't like it... he growled at me as he ran off... i'm not sure what to do about that... or if i should tell somepony.... but all i do know, is that i'll be taking this film to the store to get it developed tomorrow. As for tonight, i'm going to ask mom if i can sleep in her bed, in case he comes back and he's still mad... to be quite frank... i think this was a big mistake... Yes, it definitely was a mistake, i think he was scratching at our front door a few minutes ago... i am trying not to panic but i don't think i'll win th- I had to hide... he passed the window and i think he saw me... i'm under my bed now... i'm going to wait a few mintues before i do anything. Okay... i think i'm safe... i closed my bedroom door, and i double the locks on the front door, and pulled the curtains back over the window... mom hasn't woken up yet, and i'm not sure whether or not i should wake her still... i'm really scared, but i'm afraid she'll yell at me..... i'm going to try and sleep behind the couch...so, i hope i'll get to talk to you in the morning... goodnight.
Day 7View OnlineThe JournalDay 7Day 7: Date- 7/23/1976 He doesn't have a name.... he told me what i could do to help mom... but he never answered any of my questions... i never even got to see what he looks like... and from the sound of his voice i could tell he was really old... almost whispering...i can still hear him in the back of my head....i can feel him watching... i know he can see me writing this... i don't know what else to do.... I did what he told me to do, i found a few leaves, and berries, ground them up and put it into water, mom drank it but coughed a bit up...i hope that doesn't effect the result... but after i gave it to her, her breathing went back to normal and her head wasn't burning anymore, i turned to thank him, but he wasn't there, i got a bit sad that i couldn't.... but the fact that he helped me gives me hope that he means us no harm. But why doesn't he help us out...?... i'm worried that he means more than he is showing... Mom ate some grass for the first time in a few days! Whatever i gave her actually really helped! she even walked for a bit! oh i am so excited i can barely contain myself! Maybe soon we will finally be able to leave this place... i hope... It seems that this forest is very hospitable, it has a large flowing lake and plenty of grass and trees with fruit... i can't reach any but maybe i can lob a stone or stick at one, i'm gonna try, be right back. Success!!! I got...uh... an orange! That's strange... i didn't know those kinds of trees grew around here, but i'm not complaining, I offered is to mom, and she ate it quickly, rustling my mane in thanks, i laughed, but i really do hate it when she does that, i'm not a foal anymore, i can do big stallion stuff! ...... i think that everything is going to be alright for once.
Day 9View OnlineThe JournalDay 9Day 9: Date- 7/31/1976 It's been a few days since I've wrote to you...sorry about that, but i did run away. I went when mom fell asleep, i didn't see him anywhere, so i assumed it was safe, so i snuck off, almost immediately i heard mom running after me, yelling my name in anger... so i kept running until i couldn't hear her anymore... i kept running... and running...and running.... until i finally ended up tripping over a root, and just my luck, there was a large hill in front of me, i started to tumble down it, knocking into trees as i continued rolling, i think my leg is broken... but still, i ended up stopping in front of a large cave...i could hear mom still yelling, getting closer yet again, so i drug myself inside... it started getting really dark, so i found a tight corner and squeezed myself into it. I'm not sure how long i slept, but when i woke up i couldn't feel my left leg, still can't... i don't have anything to wrap it with, so i guess i'm going to have to endure it... i just hope i really hurt my leg, i don't think i would last long if the bones really broken... it hurts too much for me to touch it yet... It's actually not so dark down here, the walls of the cave are illuminated somehow. I've been finding a lot of cool gems just laying around down here too, rubies, emeralds, even a diamond! But i don't think i can take any with me. Don't have my saddle-bag anymore... the cave is littered with fungus too, i tried some, i didn't really care if it was poisonous or not, but it actually tastes really good. I could probably even live down here if i wanted to, i'd need to find a source of water though... oh what am I talking about! I need to find out how to save mom for crying out loud!... I'm going to stay down here until my leg heals up. I found a small underground lake in here, there's light illuminating off the water, hitting the shore and walls. It's even crystal clear, and safe to drink, i had some earlier... there must be a way for me to test things without possibly endangering my life.... oh well, i will wrote to you when something new happens....
Day 11View OnlineThe JournalDay 11Day 11: Date- 3/2/1977 It's been a few months since i've written to you... I've been busy with....things. I finally mustered up the courage to go swimming. Whatever was in the lake wasn't interested in me, it swam around me during my time in the lake. Maybe It could smell how scared I was of it... I can remember barely being able to swim because I was shaking so badly. I thought it was going to attack me when it swam up to my side, but instead it just stayed there as a buoy for me. Its back was thick and scaly, I couldn't tell anymore than that...It's so dark down here. I can barely see enough to write...come to think of it, everything has been getting blurry... I hope i'm okay... I've got to eat now, so i'll write later. Oh yeah! I had forgotten to mention earlier, I found out that this cave complex goes on for miles, there's even an underground waterfall! Maybe theres a way out going up the waterfall.... but it's too dangerous, the walls will be slippery and If I fall, that'll be the end of me. I don't want to die down here. Not like this. I think I hear clicking somewhere deep in the cave... I'm not sure what it is, but it's loud and it's too dark to see anything. It actually sounds like it's getting...closer.. I th~ "Huh, the page ends here... and theres a speck of blood on It..." Twilight spoke in a worried tone. Author's Note It has been so long since I've been on this site. I really enjoyed re-reading this but I do not think I have any interest of continuing it any further. This was going to be a story describing the life of my Oc: Blinds, and his origins. If by chance you're curious for whatever reason it may be, you can pm me or leave a comment.
