Hello. This is my last diary entry. The docters say to have hope. Hope... What an innocent naive word.
It happened gradually as these things do. Just forgetful they said. They were wrong.
I am writing this down before I go. Yes I am leaving. Soon all there will be just and empty husk.
I hope they find this. I am not writing a giving up note. I am writing my final words as a pony before my memories slowly slip away leaving me to forget to do the most simplistic things.
Like...smile.
I am wasting precious seconds every time the clock tick I wince expecting me to vanish soon. I must get this down I must.
Let me get started.
My name is Pi- pink- Pinkie Pie [/b