It Can’t Be True Pikachu Part 3 Thursday August 4, 2005 Hey again! I’m going to try to finish revising these last chapters of this story. I hope I don’t become lazy again while doing this. XD The next few days passed in a haze for Misty at least. She was completely heartbroken that Ash wasn’t coming back. Now that the truth had finally sunk in, so did depression. Misty barley ate at dinner and kept her door locked all of the time when she was in her room. Her sisters had kept trying to get her to come out or at least let them in but their attempts always failed. Down in the kitchen, Lily was busy preparing dinner as her and Daisy were in a deep conversation. “I’m worried about her. How long do you think she’ll keep this up?” Lily asked as the stew began to bubble. Daisy shrugged. “However long it takes her to heal somewhat from the pain she’s feeling. It could be two weeks or two months. Misty really liked him.” Daisy replied. Lily slammed her fists on the counter in irritation. “She should know that we want to help her.” Lily snapped. “I know but she’s going through a hard time. We have to let her come to us. I think we’ll just prolong everything but trying to force our company on her.” Daisy said coolly. Violet was busy setting the table when she looked out the window. “About time. I thought I’d never see the sun come out again.” She sighed. “Violet! Can you go get Misty? I’ll finish the table. Dinner’s almost done.” Daisy shouted. Violet rolled her eyes. “Sure. Just do a good job this time.” Violet replied sarcastically. “Right. Whatever.” Came Daisy’s voice. Violet set down the plates and walked up the staircase and knocked on Misty’s door. “Misty. Come out of there. Dinner’s almost ready.” Violet said to the door. No answer. Violet knocked again. “Misty? Did you hear me?” Violet asked through the door. Still no answer. She knocked again. “Misty come on! You can’t starve yourself in there!” Violet snapped. She turned the doorknob and to her surprise, the door opened. Violet pushed open the door and walked inside. She stepped in something wet and looked down. “Blood? What the--?” she began. She followed the pool to the closet where she pushed open the door and screamed. “MISTY!” Violet shouted. There was a bloody knife on the floor and Misty’s wrists had been slashed. To be continued… Not the greatest but it is revised. Well, review! ^^