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// Entry 7 
// Story: The Diary of Ghostly Scootaloo 
// by ObsidianPony 
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I can’t sleep.

I don’t know whether that’s new or not. I kinda never felt sleepy since I came back but now I can’t sleep; anytime I even think about closing my eyes, just for a quick nap, I’m back at the factory again...

And whenever I do keep my eyes open I can see them on the horizon. 

Maybe it’s some cruel joke, or maybe it’s just coincidence and I’m a whiny filly, but why did they have to put up so many of them today? Was it really necessary.

So many bucking rainbows...

Even now that I’ve been able to leave the factory and come back home I can’t get away from it, one look at the sky and I can see those images in my head.

Aurora... Orion... who knows how many others... and ponies adore these things. If they only knew.

I need to let somepony know, I don’t care if I can’t show myself to them I need somepony, anypony just to know, at least a sign that they cared at some point. What if Applebloom and Sweetie Belle didn’t care, what if they knew what Dash was going to do?

No, stop it! That isn’t fair, they would never do anything like that, if they’d known they would’ve done anything to help me and they’ve been so upset since I died. Everyday they just kinda wander around town, I know they have their cutie marks now but are they really just going to not be crusaders anymore. Just because of me dying?

Wow. Even dead I keep ruining ponies lives.

Tomorrow I’ll let them know that I’m watching over them. I wish we all could’ve led awesome lives together, the three crusaders like it’s supposed to be, but at least I can show them I’ll never abandon them. Death ain’t got nothing on our friendship!

Now I got some work to do... I never did get round to finishing those revisions...