Day 7: Date- 7/23/1976
He doesn't have a name.... he told me what i could do to help mom... but he never answered any of my questions... i never even got to see what he looks like... and from the sound of his voice i could tell he was really old... almost whispering...i can still hear him in the back of my head....i can feel him watching... i know he can see me writing this... i don't know what else to do....
I did what he told me to do, i found a few leaves, and berries, ground them up and put it into water, mom drank it but coughed a bit up...i hope that doesn't effect the result... but after i gave it to her, her breathing went back to normal and her head wasn't burning anymore, i turned to thank him, but he wasn't there, i got a bit sad that i couldn't.... but the fact that he helped me gives me hope that he means us no harm. But why doesn't he help us out...?... i'm worried that he means more than he is showing...
Mom ate some grass for the first time in a few days! Whatever i gave her actually really helped! she even walked for a bit! oh i am so excited i can barely contain myself! Maybe soon we will finally be able to leave this place... i hope...
It seems that this forest is very hospitable, it has a large flowing lake and plenty of grass and trees with fruit... i can't reach any but maybe i can lob a stone or stick at one, i'm gonna try, be right back.
Success!!! I got...uh... an orange! That's strange... i didn't know those kinds of trees grew around here, but i'm not complaining, I offered is to mom, and she ate it quickly, rustling my mane in thanks, i laughed, but i really do hate it when she does that, i'm not a foal anymore, i can do big stallion stuff! ...... i think that everything is going to be alright for once.