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It is 10:00 and very late. I went to papa's funeral today. You see it's a long story but I know you'll listen. Lets start January 2nd the day you got taken from me. It was at 6:00 in the morning of course I had chores. And it was only natural that I get up early. I remember as I entered the barn something didn't feel right... It was to quiet. And that's when I noticed the ponies weren't there. I thought papa let them out to graze.So I turned around to leave. All of a sudden I'm on the ground. My head hurts, and i'm scared because I can now see blood oozing from my forhead onto the cold pavement were I lay. Naomi is complaining about the candle light. I must go to sleep. I'll continue tomorrow.