My Wish 
	Why Ash? Why? All I wanted was love and acceptance. I thought 
you could give those to me! I thought you cared! But I was wrong. You 
tossed me aside like a rag doll for that slut, May. Can¡¯t you see she is 
cheating on you? I saw kissing Drew right after she had a kiss with 
you! You will find out sooner or later, I guess. For your sake I hope it¡¯s 
sooner. Pikachu hates May too. Can¡¯t you tell? The way he growls at 
her when he sees her. You don¡¯t care do you? I wish you did.

	I need you Ash. I want to hold you and feel your heat and passion 
and claim it my own. I want to have your perfect lips on mine and your 
hands on my body. I want your every pore, every fiber of your being. 
But, I can¡¯t have it. That b**** has it, and I envy her. May you and 
she have many happy days and nights. I hope you have a long life. 
May you, May, and many generations after enjoy your happiness. I, for 
one, cannot. I wish I could.

	 So, night after night, I dream about you. Always knowing that you 
will never notice me. Maybe it¡¯s because of our constant fighting and 
arguments. Maybe it¡¯s my tomboyish behavior. Maybe it¡¯s the way I 
always snubbed your dreams. Oh Ash, couldn¡¯t you see? That was all 
a ruse so I could hide my true feelings. I was always there for you, 
always cheering, encouraging, helping you! You never noticed though. 
Maybe if you did, you would have suspected my feelings. Brock did. 
Why didn¡¯t you? I wish you did. My wish, forever.

10 days later, a young woman names Misty Waterflower apparently 
decided to suicide. Her body was found by a creek with this paper 
next to her.  There was also a note saying if her body was found, to 
take the paper to Pokemon Master Ash Ketchum.  


Ash groaned as a torrent of tears flowed freely down his face. WHY 
MISTY? WHY? He thought. Suddenly, a man dressed in black with a 
spiky haircut appeared and with a sorrowful expression, pulled Ash up. 
¡°Time for her funeral, Ash,¡± he whispered, ¡°You have to go.¡± Ash 
gratefully looked up and was led away from where he had been 
crouching. As he turned back to look, a sound escaped from his 
mouth. ¡°It was my wish too, Mist.¡±