Day 24

The plane’s crashed. The radio still works. We contact the Princess but she’s not there. The pilots are dead now. A purple earth pony and a  green unicorn. We gather the large amount of food and materials they have stored away in some luggage areas and make an unstable but comfortable home inside the plane. It’s a jet plane, but it’s sort of small. After we all move into the plane with our belongings and survival items, I ground the plane using vines, ropes, and rocks. I also found some nails. I use those two using a boulder as a hammer. I buck the plane. It doesn’t move. Perfect.

Day 25

I’ve stuffed the pilots’ corpses. Now I have three secret friends. I hide them in the luggage storage area where I sleep. Thankfully ponies’ eyes and eye sockets don’t get disgusting. I kept those. The skulls too. We have too many white blankets. I took one earlier and used that to stuff the pilots. I asked Rarity to make an Applebloom doll. I can’t hold in my tears any longer. She’s probably starving right now or… She might think I’m dead!

Day 26

Twilight sent a distress signal out. I hug my new friends and wait for a reply. But all I hear is static. So I eat alone in a corner, drinking small sips of water when I can get myself to. The only other thing I do is play with my stuffed friends or write in this stupid journal. I can’t risk going crazy like the others once were. I’ll go outside tomorrow. That’ll work. I won’t go crazy. I promise myself that and go to sleep while Twilight attempts to send out more distress signals. Dashie lights the fire outside. I smile at my new friends.

Day 27

I can’t stand it anymore. I burst outside with my journal. A bewildered Pinkie Pie greets me. She’s better! I can’t help it and smile. I look down at my hooves. I notice that my skin tone is a bit grayer. Pinkie’s is starting to get a little gray too. I wonder what that means. Am I getting depressed?

Day 28

Week 4. I’ve been counting. Nopony else was. My toy friends have gone unseen. They look eerily happy. I punch Ditzy. An hour later I regret that. I cry on her shoulder and nudge her once every so often. A few of you might be wondering about my hat. I plan on reading this to the public once I get back…if I do. My hat’s at my real house. I miss it almost as much as I miss my family. I hope that everypony else is doing fine. I’ve re-isolated myself in the corner again. I think I’m better off this way. Alone.

Day 31

The last few days I didn’t write down. I went mad those days. The other ponies had to restrain me like they did Fluttershy. I’m still in ropes but they’ve allowed me my journal. I want Ditzy back. I want her alive. She’d comfort me. Dash is on guard. As in, she’s standing by my strap bed. I hope they don’t find my stuffed friends. Everypony knows that Ditzy is gone, but they’ve been wondering where the pilots went… no one suspects me.

Day 32

Bad news. Dashie and Twi just came from the back of the storage area. Twi’s holding Ditzy and standing directly in front of me. The paper’s going to get soaked in tears in the next few minutes. I reach out for Ditzy with my mouth. Twilight and Rainbow Dash look at each other. Now back at me. Twi nods to Dashie and they give me a vaccination that makes the world spin around. The next thing I know they’re blindfolding me. I feel a gag. And then the world goes dark.