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The ViewpointYou know... It's funny in a way. Me and you, Chitter. We really did save one another from the bottomless, yet deceitfully elegant swirl of chaos. I suppose we never really did find one another. Instead, it was more of a magnetic pull. My Ma' always told me not to wander too far away from Verdanturf, but on one particular day... It just happened. I somehow knew I was supposed to walk away from it, and lo' and behold... You were there, with a nest of other Swablu. With one innocent look, a sweet twitter, and a tilt of your head... I took you away from your mean brothers and sisters... They'd never pick on you again, and you'd make my own problems go away. You seemed so upset... I supposed you had allergies to the flowers that stood all around. I knew you were the very reason I had felt urged to leave town.
You... You were always there. Whether I wanted you there or not... You would always haunt my presence. I knew that fateful day when you found me that something unsettling was
Pretty Chatot "This is so cool!" Karen exclaimed. She couldn't believe what her father had done.
"It sure is." her dad said. His silly grin showed he didn't really believe his own actions, either. "Where did you find it?" "The old Pokemon Pet Shop in town. I couldn't get over the price. These things usually cost a couple hundred dollars. The owner let me have everything for fifty dollars. Imagine that- just fifty bucks."
Karen's mother walked into the room. She didn't say anything for a minute or two. Finally, she asked, "What about Whiskers?" "The Glameow will get used to it." Karen's dad said, petting its silky fur. "And Karen and I will take care of it. You won't have to do a thing. Right, Karen?" "Right."
Karen looked at the spectacular bird Pokemon her father had brought home. She was pretty sure it was a Shiny Chatot. "Does it talk?" "The man said it did." her father told her. The Chatot looked at Karen, cocking his head to the side and staring at her with
Last wishDarkness... All I can see is darkness.
I'm a ghost trapped upon this earth...
My mother... I wonder how my mother is...
I miss her...
I can hear the rushing of waterfalls nearby, hwo I wish I could see them.
I'm stuck living in a small cavernous area, where pokemon no longer come near.
They... Th-they are too f-frightened of me.
What did I do to deserve this?
I feel the blood flow from my empty sockets again, and my silent heart weighs with sorrow again.
It's terrible... why can't I rest in peace?
It's my only wish...
"Jirachi... my old friend... please... grant my one wish... what must I do to rest?"
I can't live like this any longer...
It's so lonely...
Everyone is afraid of me...
Nobody loves me...
Nobody cares anymore...
"All of the legendaries have long forgotten me, It's obvious.
But i can't blame them...Why should they care for me anyways?
I didn't listen to them... I should have listened...
This would never have happened...
Please... Arceus... Have mercy..."
Mama?I can hear the crunching as the houndoom devour the last of my siblings...
We were hatched only an hour ago, by a trainer who had white hair and red eyes. We smiled up at her and hugged her knees for bringing us into the world, and all she did was frown.
Her eyebrows squinched together and her mouth became a straight line, was she hurt? or angry? Had we done something wrong?
We peered up at her, whispering among ourselves.
She began to walk away, and so we followed. She turned, and said she was releasing us. We didn't know what this meant. She began to walk away again, and again we followed.
She shouted at us until we cried, and we ran away. We pondered it for a while, and we understood that she didn't want us.
We shook as the houndooms cries echoed, and we became afraid.
My tiny siblings held onto each other, crying out in fear.
We didn't know what to do, we were just born and already we found ourselves at the mercy of the beasts around us.
I peered about at the heads of my sisters an
... I feel terrible for what I did...
I killed Mew... S-she... She trusted me...
I've betrayed her....
Why did I do it?
I was just... so hungry...
A mew appears, eyeless, crying blood... partially eaten...
It screams at me
"YOU SAID WE WOULD BE FRIENDS FOREVER!"
I awake with a cold sweat, sobbing
I'm sorry, Mew... I'm sorry... I betrayed you...
I meant it though- I wanted to be friends forever... I really did!
Forever Friends, it's what I wanted... I wanted us to always have fun together...
It's years after the incident, and she still haunts my dreams!
I've apologized over and over... I'm disgusted with what I did...
What more does she want?
I sob a bit more before finally calming down
"It's just a dream.. she can't get me... sh-she's dead..."
I peer at my tiny room, the consequence of eating my friend that fateful night. I've been locked away, I'll remain here the rest of my life...
I won't ever evolve... I will never again have friends...
All because of the stupid thing I did...
Emerald Bellossom It was a normal day in Summertime, and I had recently learned how to clone Pokemon on my Emerald version, thanks to my cousin. I was probably the happiest nerd you would find for miles at that time. Within a few months, I had all the Pokemon cloned that I had needed. Eventually I stopped playing my game altogether, since I had gotten bored of it, because I bought it used. It came with several legendaries, and the Elite Four beat more times than I could count. Then Pokemon Diamond and Pearl had come out. My mom had pre-ordered them for me for my birthday, and I was just completely ecstatic. I pulled out the guidebook, my collector styluses, and then finally the games. Immediately I opened the Pearl case, took out the cartridge and placed it into my DS system.
I played that game all summer long, and hardly ever touched my Pokemon Diamond. I was at Cynthia's last Pokemon, which was her Milotic.
I Never ForgetI thought I had hidden myself good enough before the change.
I had stood still beneath the largest leaf.
I had covered myself with as many dead sticks as I could.
And yet I was still found.
The little children of Littleroot always found me. Then again I could never change my hiding spot... Mother told me I wasn't allowed to move when I was an tiny egg mixed in with hundreds of others just like me. That was before we evolved for the first time though.
Then again I was the only one who made it... It was right when we were hatching when a flock of Taillow found mothers nest. She tried to defend us. Her beautiful silky wings pushed them away time after time again, but they got her first. They tore her wings from her back, and they tore her apart, their beaks tearing into her body like a knife through butter.
And then they feasted upon my helpless siblings. I couldn't shiver in fear. The air was deathly silent. I realized that our vocals hadn't quite formed yet. We couldn't even scream for
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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