Hello all! IA here! Here is the story that, in my poll, is the second most voted for. The pokemon story is coming soon, but back when I checked the polls this was n the lead. I wasn't prepared for another voter, I guess!
I honestly don't know why I use Eevees in almost all my stories. I guess its just easy to imagine an Eevee in these situations.
Summary: Nowi (Eevee) lives alone in an old, abandoned home, and she was also abandoned. Everyday life isn't easy when you live like this.
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Nowi stared out the window, her paws resting under her chin. The window had no glass, so it was more like a rectangle-shaped hole in the wall. The forest was thick, and she didn't often see other pokemon. The occasional Caterpie that strayed to far, a flying-type looking for food, but none ever spoke to her or stayed long. Nobody wanted to be her friend.
With a sigh, Nowi stood and jumped down from the table she rested on while looking. Sheets cover tables and chairs, silverware lay in the sink where the water had long ago stopped. Nowi always felt dead here; She never traveled outside, there was no plant life in here, and she longed for Daisies to push through the old wooden floorboards. Anything to make her feel alive again. Arecus knows she wanted just one friend.
The idea of going outside scared her; Everything outside of this old, crumbling houe was dangerous, and she was scared of everything that could happen. Vines grew over the outside walls, but no plant life ever came inside. Nowi was the only living thing in here. Nowi pawed at the floor, begging for a Daisy to grow between the cracks.
She knew every shadow that was in this house, every crack, every item in here. Nowi had explored every inch of this house when she first came here. After being abandoned, she found this place already broken. Nowi loved it here, but she often wondered what it was like outside. She didn't remember much about it; Heck, she didn't even know what region this was!
Every day was usualy the same: Clean up a little, look out the window, and nothing more than that. Nights were plauged with nightmares of the day Nowi was left, and other terrible things. Nights she didn't get nightmares, Nowi didn't sleep. Just lay there staring into the darkness or watching the moon.
Nowi looked at herself- Dirty fur, very skinny, and it wasn't a pretty sight. No wonder no pokemon talked to her. Letting our a sigh, she looked out the window again, not daring to ever stick a paw out and touch the outside world.
Tears filled her vision, and Nowi tried not to remember back when she wasn't scared; Back when she was loved and cared for.
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Was it good? I'm not good with this whole abandoned thing as I hoped... Oh well! Send a review and tell me what you thought!