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I’m writing this journal because Twilight thought it would be fun, that maybe some day someone will read this, and I like that idea… I’ve been writing for the past few days and, well… I’m almost out of pages… Haha… Well, I guess I’d better find a good way to end it on right? Maybe a speech? Yeah that’s it. Always gotta have a monologue in a story.

There’s one thing I’ve learned from my new friends. If you live long enough, you'll make mistakes. But if you learn from them, you'll be a better person. It's how you handle adversity, not how it affects you. The main thing is never give up hope, never quit. In the long run, we shape our lives, and we shape ourselves. I learned that when one door closes, another opens. But we often look so long, and so regretfully upon the closed door that we don’t see the one that’s opened for us. Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement.

They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you.

You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life The process never ends until we die. And the choices we make are ultimately our own responsibility. Just keep pushing through, don’t stop till you get there. Because in the end, it doesn’t matter how slow you go… So long as you don’t stop.

You know… When I woke up in that hospital, I couldn’t remember anything about myself, my past, nothing. One secret I’ve had for a awhile is… I remember. I remember everything about my past now. But that’s a story for another day… Gotta leave SOMETHING for the sequel right?

Oh yeah, and one more thing…

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THREE DAYS LATER: Twilight’s POV.

“I’ve been looking in all the books in my library… I can’t find anything on this… There’s nothing that explains why Cecil can turn into that skeletal form of his. It should have been lifted when his brother died.” I said, scratching my head.

“There’s gotta be something somewhere…” Fluttershy said quietly. “I’m… worried about him.”

“I’m sure it’s nothing… really…” I said, not even believing myself.

Both Fluttershy and I shifted our attention to the door as someone knocked. I walked over and unlocked the door, opening it to see a man in a white coat standing there with a clipboard.

“Can I help you?” I asked.

“Usually I’d follow protocol and ask if you’re Twilight Sparkle but… I don’t think that’s necessary.” He joked, glancing down at the clipboard.

“Um… What’s this about? Do I have a package or something?” I questioned.

“I wish you did but… I work at the hospital with Dr. Cross. He sent me personally to tell you that a ‘Cecil’ is in the hospital?” He asked expectantly.

“What?!” Fluttershy said, jumping up and rushing to my side.

“What happened?” I asked quickly.

“No idea. Someone brought him in earlier. We didn’t know who he was, he never gave any identification, sorry. If you want to go see Cross he’d be happy to show you to Cecil’s room.” The man said.

“Let’s go!” Fluttershy said, grabbing me and yanking me out the door. The two of us made our way to the hospital and rushed past the crowded waiting room. “Where’s Cecil?”

The woman at the counter looked down at a sheet, her eyes skimming across it. “Ah yes… He should be just down the hall, third door on the left.” She pointed.

“You go… I’m going to find Cross.” I said before Fluttershy dashed down the hall.

“Twilight! I’ve been waiting for you.” Cross’ voice called. I turned to see him walking towards me at a quickened pace. “I’m glad I caught you before you went in…”

“Why? What’s wr-” I was cut off by a loud scream from down the hall. “Fluttershy!”

“Twilight wait.” Cross said quickly. I ignored him and burst down the hall and into the room.

“What’s wron-” I stopped mid-sentence, staring at Fluttershy. She was by the bedside crying. I waited there a moment, trying to understand what was going on. I… realized what happened only a moment before she spoke.

Fluttershy turned back to me, tears streaming down her face. “He’s dead…”