Dedicated to Zephyr Wind, for being awesome. If you don’t like it, sorry, but I write strange things sometimes. Oh, and SkyRaze. Because both are in this story. On a side note, Flowers for Algernon was an awesome book. No forshadowing there at all... *Shadyjack eyes* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ dey 1 Pony friend say I rite diary. Nao I rite it. She say it help me get back to normul but I already nurmol or so pony firend say. I dunno wat to rite, so I stop now. Day 3 I feel better now. Remembered how to write right but it hard. Pony friend says I’m making progress but I don’t know. She is good pony. Best pony even. Day 7 Well, I’m finally getting better. Thinking straight is still hard. Also can’t get out of bed. All in all things are bad. Day 14 Started moving. No time to write until today. I had ball practice and was trying to move. Still can’t brain. Day 21 Thinking doesn’t hurt as much now, and I can write well, finally. The pain in my head is still there. Sky Raze, the pony tending to me, said she found me bleeding from the head at her doorstep, and took me in. I can’t remember anything from before that, so I guess I got hit hard in the head. Anyways, this is an investigation for another day. Now, I gotta get back to practicing that ball game with Sky. My body does not listen, but I can’t get it back in to shape without some bruises, yes? Day 24 My body is ready, and so is my mind. The pain is almost gone, and I begin my investigation. Day 25 No clue where to look, so there goes one day wasted. I should have thought to ask Sky Day 26 Sky Raze got mad at me, it seems. She was yelling at me for digging too deep in things I have no right to dig in, and other things. Somehow, even though she cared for me, I find this suspicious. Probably paranoia, but I need to know what the injury was. Day 30 Fruitless, fruitless, all around. Nothing gained and nothing found. All I know is that Sky is hiding something from me. Nopony else seems to know anything else, so I guess I have no choice... Day 31 Well, I got the truth out. I can’t believe it, really. Apparently, I got the wrong pony mad one time, and they followed me home. Sky was with me at the time, and saw as the unicorns shot me with their fancy guns. Two chest wounds, one in the head, and out I went, like a candle in a hurricane, a small drop of lead enough to dim my flame. Good think I survived, really. Oh, the ponies also apparently always wear fedoras, and tend to hide their faces. Day 32 Oh my dear Celestia, am I in trouble now! Those ponies that shot me before, I saw them outside! I must have not noticed them before, because I found them stalking me. I tried to act non-chalantly, but I don’t think I succeeded. I think they saw me look. Day 35 Well, now I know. They were following me, and intend to end me. The past few days were full of revelations, as my memories came back. The ball we played with since we were children, how it was always there to comfort me, the tears in Sky’s eyes when she saw I had no reaction to it, it all makes sense. And the Mob being after me. That makes sense too. After all, trespassing is serious business with them, and I crossed a few boundaries too many in my writing. Day 40 Oh, the irony, that my diary is my last book. I wrote some things I should not have, and now I pay. I found the ball deflated outside, punctured with an arrow, holding a summons to an alley. The ball I can fix, but are they serious? Do they think I will fall for such a ruse? Well, only time will tell. Day 42 This is probably my last entry. Tomorrow, at dawn, I leave for the alley they wanted me to go to. I knew they were smarter than just telling me to go, and when Sky returned from the marked with cuts and bruises, when she told me about the ambush and the threats, I had to go. I still do, really. ~Several pages are obscured and ripped~ dey 1 pony friend tell me to write in book so i write in it. she telled me that she helping me get better. she is good pony. head hurt though. it hurt bad.
...the ending is quite intresting, to say the least... If he regains his memory again, however... won't he be the target of the mob once more? ...very awesome story, however. :3
