I believe that Pokémon is a way of life. Some people think it is stupid and dorky and wierd and it sucks. But I think different. Bakugan and Yu-gi-oh and things have tried to strip out that little place we all have in our hearts for Pikachu and friends, but they cannot do that. They can only cover it up. Because we all have to love Pikachu and Phanpy and Drifloon and Squirtle and all. Why can't we just admit that they will always be with us, that we will someday look back to when we were kids and say "I put down Pokémon just to be cool," And know that we did not do the right thing, that we should have loved our magical furry friends. But we cannot admit that. Why?
What is right is not always popular and what is popular is not always right.
Think about it.
I am an alone little Pikachu. I came to the real world, thinking it would be a fun visit. And I thought that all the kids would run up to me and make me show them my thunder shock and play and laugh with me. But this is different. They laugh at me. They stomp on me and beat me up and say: "Hey, there's Pikachu! He's so stupid! Oh! Pokémon! Gotta catch 'em all!" Now, what has happened? Nobody loves me anymore. I am like Dora. I am a stupid baby thing that everyone hates. A tear rolls down my cheek as I curl up to sleep in a trash bin.
The world has turned to hating me.
Think about it.
I am watching television, but it looks like nothing is on. I flicked through the channels until I came to the last one, Cartoon Network. What is on it? Oh, it's just Pokémon. But my remote's not working anymore. I guess I'll just have to watch it. "Oh, cool! It ate the energy ball!" I couldn't stop the words from coming out of my mouth. This is actually fun to watch. People are just dissing this to be cool.
You know, Pokémon isn't all that bad.
Think about it.
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I DO NOT OWN POKéMON!