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// day fifty-five 
// Story: Her Mother's Diary 
// by Church 
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… Day fifty-five... 

















Buck it. 

The heater stopped working, I’m sick and tired of hearing “well, you’re just not quite suited for the job”, and my Dad is dying of some incurable illness that nopony has ever heard of.

Is this all there is!? Is this what I have to live for!? What more could come of the travesty that is my life!?

Sometimes I wonder if it is even worth it to raise a foal at such a time...