PokeLife
Chapter One
Growing up..
I remember vaguely, my childhood. I was the most energetic eevee around. I was known around my neighborhood as the runner. I became quite popular in school. I was popular for my extreme speed and stamina. I won all of the local races. Every day in class, I would walk into everyone cheering my name. Honestly, I really don't understand why everybody was so ecstatic. Just because I could run, doesn't mean I'm special or anything. After that, I went to sit next to my best friend, snivy. She was the person, who was so full of herself. She had a genuine problem. Which, I knew at the time. I helped her with it, and when I was around her, she became the most caring person I knew. We talked and joked all day long. I was very young at the time. Nine years old in fact. But life back then was a dream. Just me, my mother, father and our trainer. School was great, home was great, my life was great. I absolutely loved life. I just wanted to live forever.