The First Unicorn on Earth

by Baileyjrob

June 11, 2015

Dear Journal,

Today was the most boring day of them all. The same stuff as the previous two days. I kept helping Max, not much to it.

A short bit on that. He's not looking good. He keeps fluctuating between better or worse. Right now he's on a downward slope. I'm doing my best to pull him back up, but... he's still in a lot of pain. Barbara must've hit something bad.

Also, Max and Jamie seem to be getting along fairly well. Or, much better then I am. Max has that fun personality that kids look for. I have the personality that will keep us alive, but evidently isn't a ton of fun. Jamie does need someone to talk to though. I'm glad Max is there for him.

Hmm... I need to make this entry longer... oh, I have an idea!

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Hey... guys. Um... Max told me to address the journal like it was an audience. I guess I can do that. I don't know why, but Max said it's very entertaining. So... here goes.

My name is Jamie. Though you guys probably know that. I'm 12... I miss my mom. She said she was going to the grocery store a few days ago and never came back. Leon said she's dead... I don't believe him. She'd never just die like that... she'd always come back for me. She promised she'd never leave me... mommy wouldn't leave me.

Why is it that I can use the word "die" in everyday conversation when talking about real life? What happened to me? Why is the world like this? Where is my mom?!

I... I'm back. I entered a fit of what Leon calls "hysterics." My... my mom will be back for me. For now I need to focus on myself. Leon's very... blunt, but he seems to care about my health. I think I can trust him. I hope I can trust him. The grocery store is a very nice place, though there's a weird stench around aisle 9. Leon tells me not to go near that aisle. I don't know why, all it has is a bunch of breakfast cereal.

For some reason, Max just groaned. It wasn't like a pain groan, more like an annoyed groan. I don't know, I imagine being stuck in bed for awhile would have that effect on people. Er... ponies as the other two call them.

I always liked horses. I rode a horse whenever I could. That wasn't very often, unfortunately.

I managed to sneak a peak at Max's wounds, and... I don't know how Max can take it. They look terrible. I- I didn't mean to offend y- oh, it was sarcasm? O-okay.

Max seems to be generally friendly. He likes to make me laugh, even though he's in pain. It doesn't usually make me laugh, b-but the heart is there. Something's also strange about him. Whenever I mention my mom, he looks at me with a sad and almost angry look. I don't know if he's angry at me, or something I say makes him angry. Uh, as in I say something that reminds him to be angry at something else.

Overall, this place isn't... too bad. I do want to figure out what happened to my mom though. Uh... Jamie, signing off! Max, do you want to say something? Max? Oh, he's unconscious.

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The following accidentally recorded conversation has quotation marks added to it for reader benefit

"-on't care.... Leon, you know what you have to do."

"He doesn't need to know. The kid is too young, his heart would be broken."

"You'd rather h-have him wait for- ngh... a mother that's never coming back? You have to tell him."

"I'm just lucky he hasn't decided to look through previous journal posts. Besides, I have to take care of you. I have enough on my plate as is."

"W-well, sorry I'm agh... a burden to you."

"No, that's not what I meant."

"I know."

"I'll tell him when everything's calmed down."

"Soon... you'll tell him soon."

"Hopefully."

Author's Note:

Sorry that posts have become considerably shorter. Don't worry, they'll quickly pick back up in length soon.

Comments

[Ascent-Express]

Bad news does not get better with age.

[Starscribe]

I'm just waiting for the next person he asks to write in his journal to put "You're a great friend, have a great summer!"

[Baileyjrob]

6070971 With Leon's lack of tact or social skills, I'd be interested to see how many people he has to go through before that happens.