In a middle class neighborhood in Pallet Town lived a boy who had just turned 10 and will leave his home to become a Pokemon Trainer. His name was Jamie. He was rash and headstrong and loved getting himself into trouble if it means adventure. “MOM! MOM!” he shouted.
“Yes dear?” answered Jamie’s mom entering his room. “What time are you leaving to go to Professor Oaks Lab?” she asked to his son, who was still in his pajamas.
“When I feel like it will I shower and dress!” Jamie responded. “I called you because I just wanted to say goodbye again.”
“Oh, okay dear!” said his mom. “I hope you enjoy your time as a Pokemon Trainer!”
Jamie was walking down the street to Professor Oaks Lab. He was really looking forward to picking a Starter Pokemon. He walked up the stairs, rang the doorbell, and Professor Oak answered.
“Ah, yes! You must be Jamie.” started Professor Oak. “Come with me.” Jamie then followed the Professor inside.
“Luckily, I have a full selection of Kanto starters this time.” Professor Oak said, showing Jamie the three Poke Balls.
“Very good! I’ve already decided I want to go with Bulbasaur!” Jamie said, picking up Bulbasaur’s Poke Ball. “Lets go!” he said, releasing it.
“Bulba SAUR!” said Bulbasaur with its stupid raspy voice.
“Thanks Professor!” Jamie said, and walked out the door.
“Now, before I leave Pallet Town, I better look around to make sure there aren’t any secrets here.” Jamie said, looking around with his eyes, seeming to believe there are secrets in Pallet Town. Jamie’s eyes caught sight of a spooky, Three-story house on the top of a hill across the street from Professor Oak’s house. It was glum and had no paint on it. “Whoa! I should check this place out!” Jamie said, not thinking things fully through. Jamie walked across the street, climbed up the hill, and opened the door of the scary house.
“Hellloooooo?” Jamie said, opening the door of the house. It was dark and Jamie heard the scritches of vermin escaping from light. “Are there any secrets heeeeeeeerrrrrreeeee?” his voice echoed down the hallways of the abandoned manor. Jamie walked into the front room “I really have to explore this place, maybe we’ll-” *SLAM* The front door slammed shut and Jamie stood in a dark room. “OH NO!” Jamie said, for he did not have a flashlight.
“Muahahahahahaha!” said a very scary laugh. In front of Jamie was a lit-up scary face of a ghost.
“AAAAAHHHHH!” Jamie screamed, and he blindly ran through the house hoping to escape the ghost.
“Oh man! Where am I?” Jamie said. He had no flashlight and was blindly walking around the dark house. “I was so foolish & naive for thinking there would be any secrets in here. I’m trapped and have no way to get out!” Just then, Jamie spotted hope! He walked into a room with a window, and daylight was pouring into it! “OH! I’M SAVED!” Jamie screamed, for his was afraid of his life. Jamie walked up to the window and looked out and saw he was on the third floor of the house. “HELP ME!” Jamie shouted. “HELP ME!!!”
“Eh? Jamie? What are you doing up there?” Professor Oak asked, for he was standing on the porch of his house.
“Oh! Professor Oak! I need your help!” Jamie said. “Do you have any Pokemon that could Fly?” Jamie asked to Professor Oak.
“Hmmm, well... I’m not sure...” Professor Oak said.
“Oh come on. You’re Professor Oak!” Jamie said. “You HAVE to have a Pokemon that can Fly up and get me!”
“Hmmm, well... Ah! I have this!” Professor Oak said, throwing a Poke Ball out of his coat and releasing the Pokemon in it.
“Cle-FAble!” said the Clefable, who had wings that enabled it to Fly.
“Ah.. No Professor, a BIRD!” Jamie responded. “Something that can actually CARRY me!”
“I have a lot of Pokemon, I can’t keep track of if I have a Flying Type or not, but I’ll go into my Lab and look.” Professor Oak said.
“NNNNNNGH!” Jamie said, his patience was gone. “Never mind, Never Mind! I’ll just JUMP down!” Jamie said, choosing not to go back into the dark house but instead choosing to jump from a third story window.
“Uh... Jamie...” said Professor Oak. “I don’t think that’s a good idea at all...”
“Well your of no help!” Jamie responded to Professor Oak. Jamie then climbed onto the window, ready to jump off. Jamie then fell unceremoniously off the third story floor. Professor Oak stood there observing. His jaw was dropped agape and he was filled with sorrow witnessing a 10-year old child falling out a third-story window.
*THUMP*
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