Leaving Behind.
I hate them.
I hate my own kind for they have left me to die.
If I mean nothing to them,
I have no purpose.
I might as well give in my life.
I'm only human. A powerless one.
Humanity is a curse.
I wanted to live but I can't.
Why is reality so cruel to me?
Am I destined for this?
I've had enough of this!
It's too much!
All I want… all I want …
Is to be free!
"No. not yet."
I felt her hand. So motherly caring.
I gave up my life.
To become a pokemon.
Live with them.
Start anew again.
Without real humans.