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I'd say, let's make this short, sweet and straight to the point. But, that's not who I am. I'm not short, I'm a little bitter, and I'm definitely not straight. I feel like I've lived a little too much in such a short amount of time, but that's life for you I guess and I can only feel like my story is just getting started.
I was the first born of 3 children to a business owner and a retired pokemon trainer and we lived in Viridian City. The first 10 years of my life were pretty normal,at least so I'd say. I was so eager to start my journey as a Pokemon trainer, as was my mother. She even gave me my first pokemon, an adorable Oddish that I've kept with me ever since.
I was so grateful, excited, and nervous for my journey to begin. But, right before I left, my father's shop had mysteriously burned to the ground. It was heartbreaking, and made it tough for me to leave. But, my parents insisted that I push myself and to become as great a trainer as my mother had become, or even greater.
Traveling had never been so scary until I had found myself cornered against a wall by a swarm of Beedrill. I had thought I was going to die until another boy around my age had saved my life with a Growlithe, Pidgeotto, and a Wartortle. I was so thankful, and I wish I could have got his name before he took off. I've definitely made more of an effort to look out for myself and my pokemon, after all, they depend on me.
I tried to leave my mark in the Kanto and Johto leagues,but I failed. I'm so thankful for the Pokemon that have joined my team over the years, and I almost gave up being a trainer until my father convinced him to take my journey to Hoenn with my team.