The Haunted House Diaryby ponyguy123ChaptersEntry 003Entry 007Entry 010Entry 014The Final EntryEntry 001Entry 018/The GhostsEntry 0037/2/2011 Entry 003 Dear diary, One week down, and I still haven't seen any sign of a ghost. I must admit, I found some pretty weird stuff in the attic, it's still nothing supernatural. There was a few crates up there, but they were just filled with random garbage. I nearly got scared to death the other day. I opened a cupboard and the most terrifying thing fell out:- a pony skeleton! It fell on top of me and I fainted for a few minutes, but when I woke up, I realised it was just fake. Who has a fake skeleton in their cupboard? Seriously! My friends haven't visited me yet. They're all still too afraid. It's funny how Rainbow Dash isn't afraid of anything, except ghosts. Even though ghosts don't exist, they sure are a big deal. At nights, it does get a little scary. But that's only because it's so cold and lonely. I'm kind of hoping to actually see some ghosts, because otherwise, this is going to be a boring three months. Author's Note You may notice that the diary entries will skip a few every chapter. Entry 0071/3/2011 Entry 007 Dear diary, It's been a month since I moved in, and some weird things have been happening. First, the electricity came back on for a few seconds, but flicked back off, which made the lights start sparking. Also, my door seems to always be locked. I don't remember locking it, but it's just locked. But whenever I unlock it, I'll come back and it's locked again. I'm not sure what's happening, but I still doubt there are ghosts in here. It's probably just the poor maintenance of the place. There's been no signs of anything supernatural. Nopony else has even stepped hoof inside the house yet. It's been a whole month! I thought they would of gotten over it by now. Haven't I given them enough proof yet? I'm going to keep staying here, for the full three months. Maybe by then, they'll see things a little differently. Entry 01015/3/2011 Entry 010 Dear diary, Somepony finally visited me today. It was Applejack. Even though she had collected the guts to actually come over, she still jumped at the slightest creak. She brought over a large barrel of apple cider, which we both shared as we sat and talked. We had several mugs of cider, and then she left. She let me keep the rest of the barrel, which was nice. Tap water was getting a bit plain. I'm struggling a little without power, but I can't complain. If this is what I've got to do to disprove ghosts, then so be it. I'll show them. I don't care what I have to do. The truth must be known. I'm hoping that my other friends will visit me. That might cheer me up a little. I can't believe Spike didn't even want to live here. He's supposed to be loyal. He's staying with Fluttershy at the moment, which is probably not the best idea. He and Angel don't exactly 'get along'. Entry 0142/4/2011 Entry 014 Dear diary, Yay! Another visitor! Two months in, and that's it. I'm starting to wonder how serious my friends are about this. This time it was Rainbow Dash. Although she was acting a lot calmer than AJ, she was still pretty nervous. She was sweating a bit when she came inside, and she was kind of scared to touch anything. Pfft. Chicken. We had something to eat, but there wasn't really anything to eat. Eventually, we settled on sandwiches. There's been a lot of commotion over in Canterlot. Princess Celestia has become very ill. I'm worried about her. But I'm sure everypony in Canterlot is a lot more worried than I am. I hope she gets well soon. We need her. Equestria needs her. Still. No. Ghosts. It's been long enough hasn't it? If there were ghosts, wouldn't something of happened by now? Maybe they're trying to lull me into a false sense of security. Hehe. The Final Entry~/~/~~~~ Entry ~~~ Dear diary, Hey, I found my old journal, which I lost a few years ago. I didn't even get to finish my last entry, because my cabinet fell over and nearly crushed me. I lost my mind that day, so I also lost the diary. I've been here so long, I've lost track of the date. It's been at least five years since I've gone outside. I can't leave. This is where I must stay. Forever. Here we are, the end of my sad life. So many years I spent in this house, I wish I could take it all back. I haven't seen anypony else for a ages. The last time I saw someone, they came into the house to see where I was. They had to knock down the door because it was locked. Again. They came in and they found me, lying on the floor. They took my body away, but I stayed here. Now, every day, I go and sit by the back window. It doesn't really have a view. Just a lonely gravestone beside the house, covered with withering flowers. I always read what it says, just to remind myself of who is buried down there. It's not that bad, being a ghost. But it's nothing compared to being alive. My friends can never see me again, I'm trapped here, and I have eternal consciousness, which will get a bit boring after a while. I never used to believe in ghosts, but now, there's no sense denying it. I am my own proof. So now, what's left for me? I can do anything I want, but I can't leave. There's no escape. It's some sort of ghost thing, but whatever it is, I cannot leave. Ever. I don't even know how my friends are doing. I know that Rainbow Dash was at my funeral, but after that she left Ponyville. I don't know where she is now. I don't know where any of them are now. They could all be gone. All that time we spent together, destroyed... by me. It's sad, but what does it matter. It doesn't change anything. Perhaps they will demolish the house sometime soon. Then, my sad existence might finally come to a close. Entry 0011/2/2011 Entry 001 Dear diary, There's a big empty house on a hill, just outside of Ponyville. It's been empty for years. Nopony can even remember anyone living there at all. It's mainly because they say it's haunted and filled with ghosts. My friends all believe it, which is ridiculous because there is no such thing as ghosts. There's no scientific or magical explanation. It's all a load of rubbish. But they won't listen to me. They're all convinced that there actually is ghosts in there, but I know it's not true. And just to prove it to them, I'm going to live in the house for a while. Not for too long though, just long enough to prove that there's no such thing as ghosts. I was moving into my new home today, and Pinkie Pie was going on and on about ghosts and stuff. I think she was trying to help me or something, but I had no idea what she was talking about. I think they're taking this ghost thing too seriously. I mean, what the hell is a "ghost-a-tron"? I explored around the house today. There wasn't really much in there. Just empty rooms, covered in dust. Yet still no signs of ghosts. The power no longer worked, which was kind of expected. This is going to be a piece of cake. Pinkie even made me buy this journal, just so I can write down all the 'spooky' stuff that happens. Nothing will happen, I just bought it so she would shut up for a while. This is going to be a boring diary. Author's Note Just to clarify, this is Twilight's diary, and the date is in Australian format (Day/Month/Year). P.S Even though this has ghosts in it, it's not supposed to be scary. Entry 018/The Ghosts24/4/2011 Entry 018 Dear diary, Okay! I admit it now! GHOSTS ARE REAL!!! Just make it stop! The ghosts are messing with me. They're making me go insane, yet I'm still writing about it. I promised I would. Today, all of the cupboards and draws all opened at once. I thought it was really weird. I went back into my living room and all of the furniture was GONE! I was starting to get really creeped out. I was ready to admit ghosts, but I just blocked it out of my head. Ghosts aren't real. They can't be. It's not possible. I ran to the door to try and escape, but the doorknobs were gone as well! They were literally gone. There wasn't even a hole where they used to be! I tried all the doors and windows, but I couldn't get out. I'm stuck! So, instead of thinking what my fate has in store, I'll just write. That'll help for something. But why now? When I'm so close to my goal. I'm more terrified than I've ever been in my whole life. What's going to happen to me? Will I make it out? Will I ever see my friends again? It's all so scary to think about. They were right. They do exist, they're right here. I don't want to believe it. I want to just wake up in my nice warm bed, back in the library. I want to go back in time and stop myself from going inside. Too bad my magic won't work in here. At least Celestia got better. She had the flu or something. I wasn't really sure what was happening. I hope I make it out. I hope I re-
Entry 0037/2/2011 Entry 003 Dear diary, One week down, and I still haven't seen any sign of a ghost. I must admit, I found some pretty weird stuff in the attic, it's still nothing supernatural. There was a few crates up there, but they were just filled with random garbage. I nearly got scared to death the other day. I opened a cupboard and the most terrifying thing fell out:- a pony skeleton! It fell on top of me and I fainted for a few minutes, but when I woke up, I realised it was just fake. Who has a fake skeleton in their cupboard? Seriously! My friends haven't visited me yet. They're all still too afraid. It's funny how Rainbow Dash isn't afraid of anything, except ghosts. Even though ghosts don't exist, they sure are a big deal. At nights, it does get a little scary. But that's only because it's so cold and lonely. I'm kind of hoping to actually see some ghosts, because otherwise, this is going to be a boring three months. Author's Note You may notice that the diary entries will skip a few every chapter.
Entry 0071/3/2011 Entry 007 Dear diary, It's been a month since I moved in, and some weird things have been happening. First, the electricity came back on for a few seconds, but flicked back off, which made the lights start sparking. Also, my door seems to always be locked. I don't remember locking it, but it's just locked. But whenever I unlock it, I'll come back and it's locked again. I'm not sure what's happening, but I still doubt there are ghosts in here. It's probably just the poor maintenance of the place. There's been no signs of anything supernatural. Nopony else has even stepped hoof inside the house yet. It's been a whole month! I thought they would of gotten over it by now. Haven't I given them enough proof yet? I'm going to keep staying here, for the full three months. Maybe by then, they'll see things a little differently.
Entry 01015/3/2011 Entry 010 Dear diary, Somepony finally visited me today. It was Applejack. Even though she had collected the guts to actually come over, she still jumped at the slightest creak. She brought over a large barrel of apple cider, which we both shared as we sat and talked. We had several mugs of cider, and then she left. She let me keep the rest of the barrel, which was nice. Tap water was getting a bit plain. I'm struggling a little without power, but I can't complain. If this is what I've got to do to disprove ghosts, then so be it. I'll show them. I don't care what I have to do. The truth must be known. I'm hoping that my other friends will visit me. That might cheer me up a little. I can't believe Spike didn't even want to live here. He's supposed to be loyal. He's staying with Fluttershy at the moment, which is probably not the best idea. He and Angel don't exactly 'get along'.
Entry 0142/4/2011 Entry 014 Dear diary, Yay! Another visitor! Two months in, and that's it. I'm starting to wonder how serious my friends are about this. This time it was Rainbow Dash. Although she was acting a lot calmer than AJ, she was still pretty nervous. She was sweating a bit when she came inside, and she was kind of scared to touch anything. Pfft. Chicken. We had something to eat, but there wasn't really anything to eat. Eventually, we settled on sandwiches. There's been a lot of commotion over in Canterlot. Princess Celestia has become very ill. I'm worried about her. But I'm sure everypony in Canterlot is a lot more worried than I am. I hope she gets well soon. We need her. Equestria needs her. Still. No. Ghosts. It's been long enough hasn't it? If there were ghosts, wouldn't something of happened by now? Maybe they're trying to lull me into a false sense of security. Hehe.
The Final Entry~/~/~~~~ Entry ~~~ Dear diary, Hey, I found my old journal, which I lost a few years ago. I didn't even get to finish my last entry, because my cabinet fell over and nearly crushed me. I lost my mind that day, so I also lost the diary. I've been here so long, I've lost track of the date. It's been at least five years since I've gone outside. I can't leave. This is where I must stay. Forever. Here we are, the end of my sad life. So many years I spent in this house, I wish I could take it all back. I haven't seen anypony else for a ages. The last time I saw someone, they came into the house to see where I was. They had to knock down the door because it was locked. Again. They came in and they found me, lying on the floor. They took my body away, but I stayed here. Now, every day, I go and sit by the back window. It doesn't really have a view. Just a lonely gravestone beside the house, covered with withering flowers. I always read what it says, just to remind myself of who is buried down there. It's not that bad, being a ghost. But it's nothing compared to being alive. My friends can never see me again, I'm trapped here, and I have eternal consciousness, which will get a bit boring after a while. I never used to believe in ghosts, but now, there's no sense denying it. I am my own proof. So now, what's left for me? I can do anything I want, but I can't leave. There's no escape. It's some sort of ghost thing, but whatever it is, I cannot leave. Ever. I don't even know how my friends are doing. I know that Rainbow Dash was at my funeral, but after that she left Ponyville. I don't know where she is now. I don't know where any of them are now. They could all be gone. All that time we spent together, destroyed... by me. It's sad, but what does it matter. It doesn't change anything. Perhaps they will demolish the house sometime soon. Then, my sad existence might finally come to a close.
Entry 0011/2/2011 Entry 001 Dear diary, There's a big empty house on a hill, just outside of Ponyville. It's been empty for years. Nopony can even remember anyone living there at all. It's mainly because they say it's haunted and filled with ghosts. My friends all believe it, which is ridiculous because there is no such thing as ghosts. There's no scientific or magical explanation. It's all a load of rubbish. But they won't listen to me. They're all convinced that there actually is ghosts in there, but I know it's not true. And just to prove it to them, I'm going to live in the house for a while. Not for too long though, just long enough to prove that there's no such thing as ghosts. I was moving into my new home today, and Pinkie Pie was going on and on about ghosts and stuff. I think she was trying to help me or something, but I had no idea what she was talking about. I think they're taking this ghost thing too seriously. I mean, what the hell is a "ghost-a-tron"? I explored around the house today. There wasn't really much in there. Just empty rooms, covered in dust. Yet still no signs of ghosts. The power no longer worked, which was kind of expected. This is going to be a piece of cake. Pinkie even made me buy this journal, just so I can write down all the 'spooky' stuff that happens. Nothing will happen, I just bought it so she would shut up for a while. This is going to be a boring diary. Author's Note Just to clarify, this is Twilight's diary, and the date is in Australian format (Day/Month/Year). P.S Even though this has ghosts in it, it's not supposed to be scary.
Entry 018/The Ghosts24/4/2011 Entry 018 Dear diary, Okay! I admit it now! GHOSTS ARE REAL!!! Just make it stop! The ghosts are messing with me. They're making me go insane, yet I'm still writing about it. I promised I would. Today, all of the cupboards and draws all opened at once. I thought it was really weird. I went back into my living room and all of the furniture was GONE! I was starting to get really creeped out. I was ready to admit ghosts, but I just blocked it out of my head. Ghosts aren't real. They can't be. It's not possible. I ran to the door to try and escape, but the doorknobs were gone as well! They were literally gone. There wasn't even a hole where they used to be! I tried all the doors and windows, but I couldn't get out. I'm stuck! So, instead of thinking what my fate has in store, I'll just write. That'll help for something. But why now? When I'm so close to my goal. I'm more terrified than I've ever been in my whole life. What's going to happen to me? Will I make it out? Will I ever see my friends again? It's all so scary to think about. They were right. They do exist, they're right here. I don't want to believe it. I want to just wake up in my nice warm bed, back in the library. I want to go back in time and stop myself from going inside. Too bad my magic won't work in here. At least Celestia got better. She had the flu or something. I wasn't really sure what was happening. I hope I make it out. I hope I re-
