Pokemon Narrative

oals, I thought to myself as I sprinted down the field, ball in my net. The scorching sun beat down on my back, as if trying to slow me down as I passed defender after defender, trying to score that next goal.

James nodded, not even questioning their priorities of stealing Pokémon. They left just as soon as they arrived. Gabby turned away at the sight of blood being left behind. She clenched the Pokéball in her hand. Why her Rattata of all Pokémon? Why did her Rattata have to be the one to attack a human? It wasn't as unusual as one might think, but for one that had a Trainer, it meant trouble. It usually ended one of two way. Either the Trainer worked hard to get it under control or the end of their beloved Pokémon had to come.

When I was 10 my companion said it would be truly cool on the off chance that we set up our Pokemon cards together on the grounds that we would have a full set and additional items. This young lady trampled me and I said yes, we put the cards in deck boxes at her home and would play with them frequently.

As the years passed they all grew stronger phoebe worked hard to be able to stay with aiden her and her team grew in strength but unlike most trainers she couldn’t catch just any Pokemon she saw she had to be careful it was tough but it was worth it she remembers all of their stories fondly how she caught William as a small lillipup or how ivy was an abandoned Sewaddle that was up for adoption in the Pokemon center the saddest story had to be ray’s he was a Yamask that was left in the woods she knew the stories of them how they are forcefully turned into Pokemon she connected instantly with him they were both Pokemon who were meant to be humans but nether would have that chance to be one he was the only one that knew her true form he accepted her anyway which made this easier for her she had a feeling her last two team members crow and Gilbert both a Gothitelle and Scrafty respectively knew what she was but today there was no second guessing she was deep in the woods do deep no trainer would ever wander in here this is where she let her whole team out for some reason she wanted to wait for them all to evolve before she showed her true form because today she felt it in her gut today was the day she would evolve it was long coming and no matter how she kept suppressing it her body kept pushing back telling her it was time every battle she was in made her grow

The pile of clothes on the floor had grown to the point it was level with the bed. Normally this would have driven me crazy. I don't really know what it was about this switch. I just felt...comfortable. I'd been awake for a while, but was just browsing Reddit for a while. Then I noticed the time: 11:45. Going to be late again. I'm mostly muscle memory from this point. Grab my bag and wipe some deodorant on. Smell a few t-shirts in the pile until I find the least offensive one. Cursory tooth brushing. Run out the door to try to catch the bus that will get me to work by 12:10.

The soft chime of a bell pulled her attention from the window. Namid slowly stirred in the bed, opening her eyes as she stretched. She blinked and reached up to wipe the sleep from her eyes. The sense of uneasiness washed over Inara. It was something she knew well, her sisters fear that she would one day wake up back in her hell. "It's all right Gidget." Inara gently got her sisters attention and smiled. Namid smiled softly in return, a sense of dread lifted as Namid's mind caught up with what was

"Aqua Tail!" he yells. Gyarados gives a cry and soars over to where Arcanine is swirling around for a bit, before raising its tail to crash down onto her. Arcanine stands back up and waits, allowing the tail to hit her.

I started playing Dungeons and Dragons when I didn't have a ride home and my friend Quinn convinced me to stay a few hours after school. Back then no one would DM for our group so my friend Shine Aung became our Dungeon Master. For about two years shine was my DM, he controlled the game, made the people we fought, voiced the NPCs we argued with; He created the world we played in. At the beginning of this year, I started listening to a podcast that had a D&D segment, Beyond nerdy I know. But D&D is more than a group of role-playing nerds. It builds storytelling, communication, and strategy.

David DeWitt put it is such an eloquent and he states, “Evolutionist suggest progression because of dates and transition from ape-like to human-like characteristics: transition to upright posture increasing brain size” .There are many amazing facts about human body I found in this week’s studying “Human Origins” and they are: (1) humans have lower chromosomes than chimps; (2) the telemores is half the length of chimps; (3) in spite of analysis of many evolutionist beliefs of humans and apes have common ancestor – actually they don’t and (4) human walk upright and apes walk on their knuckles. Humans are primates. Physical and genetic similarities show that the modern human species, Homo sapiens, has a very close relationship to another group

“Hey Anthony!” I shout across the room. He gives me a little wave, and continues to talk about some sport he was playing. I reach into my pocket and feel my Pokémon cards. I have about a 75 of them, and my favorite one is a fake Mewtwo with 200 hp. 98% of my Pokémon cards were given to me by my friends, and a good portion of those friends were at the Auten Road Camp. Whenever I hold my Pokémon cards, I think off my friends. I walk over to Anthony and see 7 kids around him, one of them being Asia.

A couple months ago I was invited to a Competitive Pokemon Tournament to battle against other players around the world to win big prizes such as money or a college scholarship. And the game basically requires high levels of concentration, strategy, and thinking. Players usually have to think outside the box and predict what their opponent is going to do next ahead of time. Because of this, I win a lot at tournaments during the last few years; I had to predict what my opponent would do on the next turn that they could attack so that my Pokemon wouldn't die and possibly lower my chances of winning. Regardless if I won or lost, it was really fun playing at tournaments. This could be illustrated by the characters from ¨Naruto¨ and ¨The Sniper¨

After several months of training, I had finally beaten the final boss of the Pokemon game I was playing. Maybe doing all the side quests and training for hours on end wasn’t such a bad idea after all. The game wasn’t all that challenging, so when I picked up the newest version, I was ready to speed through the game, and see what would happen.

She is my little bug. She is my mini me. She trails behind me like a lost puppy. She wants to be just like me. When she's hurt, I pick her up off of her little feet and dust her off. I give her kisses and she gives me warm hugs. When she wakes up in the morning she calls for me. If she has a bad dream, I rescue her from the monster. The way that she makes me check under the bed for monsters makes the happiest man alive. If she has a bad day, I'm always the one to make her smile and make everything better.

It was just a game. I didn’t know it was as bad as it was until about a year ago when I was crying alone in my room for days.

,From our earliest times to the most recent of our days, We've grown with pokemon, and we've learned their ways, We've learned the evolutions, the special attacks, We've learned what pokemon hide in tall grass, We've learned the weaknesses and the advantages of them all, We've learned a lot from our friends in a poke-ball, We've battled hard against Team Rocket, Team Plasma, Team Aqua and Magma, We've seen the impossible and defeated the improbable, We've grown in a way that's practically inseparable, Through the duels, and gym battles galore, We've learned the companionship of a friend and more, For this we look through the trees of Veridian forest, And give thanks to our pokemon friends for enduring this life-long quest, To be