A Lugia's Cry
December 1st, 2001

Today I took my time forgiving my Lugia on her birthday. I don’t know what made me do it. I guess I was just…Just… Mad…And can I do anything to help it? No. Of course not. At least I think… I’ll have to remember this; I’ll write this down… But I can’t dare read it again. Well, one day I was walking, walking slowly. I walked into a shop which said was famous for selling Rare Candy Bars. I bought one… Okay, maybe a couple, but the thing is Lance came barging in and screamed at me. Yep, he did people. This is no lie. Lance showed me a staircase that he said headed to Team Rocket’s HQ. BUT, he said I could only bring one pokemon. I didn’t have time to ask why we were even going to Team Rocket’s HQ, so I started deciding. Now Lugia was my favorite pokemon, but I didn’t want to get hurt. But it was my only hope. I told Lance that I was ready and started down the stairs. We battled threw Team Rocket members, and finally, on the last one, Lance started stating, “If you lose this, you will loose your reputation as an official pokemon trainer” My mind was dying, would if I lost? Well, the battle began - me versus a Team Rocket member. The Team Rocket guy chose a Lugia, but it looked darkish. I chose my very own Lugia, of course. After a few rounds, my Lugia blacked out. Lance put out a hand. He took my Pokedex, but he couldn’t grab my Lugia pokeball. I let Lugia go -I wanted to let it go. I thought she was such a weakling. I threw the pokeball away. I started walking, head down. Then I heard a gun shot and my Lugia’s cry. I turned around. Lugia was dead.