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// File.1 The Diary 
// Story: Follow the Heart 
// by Shadow CN Night 
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June 14th, sunny

Hello, diary!

Me name is Shadow Night. This is the last thing Me remember.

As you can see, Me lost me memory.

Well, maybe it's because of some magic, some "Disord", some explosion, or something.

Octavia found me fainted near their house, so she called her roommate, Vinyl, and moved me back to their room together- oh, Vinyl, aren't you a unicorn? Why you didn't use the magic? Me am not too heavy... Right? They gave me some water and food and erased the blood of me head. Oh, they are truly good ponies! Let me tell you, in the big cities like Manehattan, except for a few real ladies and gents, those so-called aristocrats always despise the ponies from the countryside. Oh, it's better to live in the countryside. Otherwise, why dose counter-urbanization take place in some big cities?

Uh... Me can't write a diary with some nonsense, Octavia?

All right...

Me lost me memory and was saved by Octavia and Vinyl.

They are going to take me in. They are really good ponies.

Next Me will meet six ponies according to the routine. And the first one must be pink, no doubt.

Then Me have to go to the mayor to find a job and a new residence.

After that, Me will live in this town and retrieve me memories.

Ah, Me remember that Me have an elder sister called T...

Well, that's all.

This chapter is finished.





Eh, Me can't be too concise too? Oh, come on, Octavia, can you let me write it by me? The nonsense can also add many words. That's no bad.

Oh, Me had a chat with them. Octavia is a cellist, and Vinyl is a DJ! Oh,  Celestia! How do they live together without fighting?
They are so different! One is quiet and elegant, the other is hot and active, just like their house-oh, Me was shocked by this house that was divided into two different styles when Me woke up. Besides, Me don't have any fingers. When Me woke up, Me opened me eyes first. It's not like some conventional plots, isn't it?

They cleaned up their study and made a room for me. All the books in their study are about music. Wait! What is the meaning of "Fifty Shades of Apple"? Me don't understand the world of adult ponies at all. They decided to let me stay here until me retrieved me memories. They are truly good ponies! Let me tell you, in the big cities... Uh, sorry, Me forgot that Me have said it just now.

Me injury has not healed yet, so Me am still in bed. Octavia gave me a diary. She said it might help me to retrieve me memories-actually it was just an excuse for the author to write a Diary-style novel.

At this moment, Me am moving a pen to write me diary with the magic from me horn-this thing on me head is not just for softening.

Uh, what can me write next? Oh...

Come on! Me am lying in bed for the whole day, and the plot is basically no advancing. How many words can Me write?

That's all right. Me am going to sleep. Tomorrow, Me can go out and do some exercises! Yeah!

Good night, dear diary.

Good night, beloved moon.