Entry 38

Oh thank Colt. Thank you Nightstick. Thank you powers that be. Thank you.

He's in the deepest part of the dungeons now. The place where even Big Sis doesn't go. The place which is reserved for the most harsh of criminals and the most sickening of foul ponies.

I think he really is going to make some friends there.

I feel genuinely ill. The things he did and said... I can't describe them. I won't describe them.

I'm off my chaff permanently, I think. I'm just a young filly! Why should I have had to experience all that?! Just... you know.. a thousand three.

I'm still young!

Ok, but anyway, this is horrible.

Big Sis's priorities are upside down and turn-around. We've been talking more and more recently so I think now's a good time to open up the door a little bit.

Sheesh, anything to get my mind off that disgusting Pony.