My mom always told me that I have to make my own choices in live . That nobody can tell how I have to be. That I have to live my life like I want it. My mom always liked to give me live lessons. At the time I never thought that one day they would become useful. Of course ,you don't know what you got until its gone. And you can take that literally , because when I was eight years old my mom passed away. I can't remember that moment so good anymore .
My dad always tells me that I was crying like a baby but I never admit it. That's a pleasure I don't want to give him. After my mom past away my dad started to reeducate me. The first thing he did was destroying all my mom her belongings and other stuff. Then he started to remove all her pictures from the wall. But the worst he did was to relies my growlithle and to dump him a few miles away.
I cried, screamed and begged my father to not let him go but the only thing I got was a smirk and a blow to my head. My dad never liked pokemon. That's another reason why I don't understand why he married mom. She was someone who would give her life for her pokemon. Just another reason why I loved her. But now she wasn't here anymore my dad wanted everything that remembered him of her , out of his live.
No more lazy Sunday .No more joking about who would be first in a race to the mall. No more help with my homework . And no pokemon. After my mom died my dad send me to a special school. I don't know how he found that miserable place and I don't think I want to know. This school had a really strict ''no pokemon" policy. From the first day I was there I hated it. Everyone who was there held a grudge against pokemon in one way are another.
The lessons where nothing more than a lame excuse to give us anti pokemon thoughts. Not that it was necessary ,everyone already hated them furiously, but the teachers just liked to make it worse. A horrible seven years I lived in this horrible place until the teachers told us that we had to do one more test before we could graduate (what was strange because I was only fifteen). That day would become a really special day because it was going to be my last day at the school. But I goanna start to tell my story a day prior to the test. A day prior to the normal tests I mean. For me, it would begin earlier thanks to an unpleasant surprise. I was walking with Saline.
The only other person on this school that not held a grudge against everything that you could probably link to pokemons. I met her at my second week and she was the only person where I could talk to. She didn't hate pokemon . But she didn't really like them either. In the beginning she liked them but at her third year she was attacked by a totodile. I couldn't blame the pokemon. Kyle and his stupid gang had tortured the poor thing until it was totally crazy. In pure rage, the pokemon succeeded to escape from Kyle but when he saw another human he attacked her. This person happened to be Saline. After this incident the totodile was executed( they told everyone this was just another reason why you had to hate pokemon) and Saline never would be the same. She still didn't hate pokemon , but she wasn't so eager anymore to proof that they were just innocent beings just as good as humans( in my opinion even better).
The day prior to the test was stressful. The test would be different for every student. Just as every other day from the past seven years, I started my day , cursing that I was still at that horrible place. Sometimes I thought Arceus really happened to hate me. But after my daily portion depressed thoughts I left the campus and went heading towards my 'school'. The school and the campus were surrounded by a gigantic forest. It was impossible to get away. Nobody knew how all the necessary supplies for a school would enter this horrible place . Just as any other day , Saline was waiting for me at the school gate. "Hey Cor (my name is Corey but Saline likes to call me Cor) . I looked up and saw right in Saline's beautiful eyes. I made a mental note that ,when I would turn eighteen, I would ask her to become my best friend. Actually , I hoped for something more than just be friends but, as long I would be here there was nothing I could do to make a nice foundation for a relationship . But there was nothing to make me stop hoping. She really was the nicest person I ever met. She had brown hair but she liked to paint it in all the colors of the rainbow. Mostly green or blue. She had deep blue eyes and a really nice figure.
The only thing I didn't liked was the fact that she always wore black clothes. She was a little bit gothic. Today she wore a black t shirt from the group "cradle of filth". "Hey Saline." I said. I smiled at her. We headed to the school. It was a large red building in the middle of nowhere. It was surrounded by a big forest that went on for a couple of miles. When we went inside, we were greeted with a evil smiling Kyle .
That guy really succeeded in his mission to make every day horrible. Specifically mine. " Would you please go to somewhere else Kyle " I asked. He responded with an evil grin. I knew what would follow. He would beat me up in front of everyone. And I knew that no one would help me. Even the teachers would even try to stop him. The reason was because I totally didn't try to hide the fact that I loved pokemons. And because everyone else did hate them, they didn't liked me . But instead of a beating ,he just give me a letter. "It's from your dad ,scumbag." said Kyle. I glared at him and he walked away. I began reading the letter . It said that my dad had made a test himself specially for me, because he wanted to know if I was ready for whatever he wanted me to become. My stomach turned around.
My dad would probably make a test that was far beyond what I could handle. And that meant I had to face him again. Something I didn't liked. There was no way I could avoid this. But I had to go to my first class. The hole day I was just thinking about the test my dad had made for me. Whit a sick mind like his it could be really everything. At the end of the day the head of the school called me to his office. Another person I never hoped to face. His name was mister Gordany. When I entered his office he looked to my with a hard stare. "Sit down please" he said, gesturing to the chair in front of his desk. I tied to remember what I could possibly could have done wrong this time. I forced my mind to search for something but it couldn't find anything. I began to calm down. I had done nothing wrong so what could he possibly do? Oh , I was so wrong. "We heard from a couple of teachers and students that you are ruining the lessons in this school." said Gordany."What do you mean ?" I replied immediately. One of Gordanys eyebrows began to climb high on his face. "A couple of teachers said that you where annoying and that you where rude to them by questioning their beliefs in front of the hole class". A chuckled. I was just telling the teachers to stop spreading there ridiculous lessons about "how to avoid a pokemon" and that kind of rubbish. "And your friend Kyle was so brave to give us this".
I wanted to complain about the fact he called Kyle my friend , but I shut up immediately after I saw what he held in his hands. There was a little blue book in his hands, but it was very important to me. It was my dairy. My hart dropped to my stomach. There was no way I could talk myself out of this. If he had read it, he couldn't had miss the parts where I'm making fun of all the teachers and him. But the worst was that he then knew that I was against the hole meaning of this stupid college. " Explain this to me now." If glares could kill I was supposed to be dead by now. His look of hatred couldn't be misunderstood.
"I told your dad about this and that's the reason why he insisted to make a test for you personally." I had nothing more to say. I just decided that it was much more interesting to look at the floor instead of watching at Gordanys hateful glares. "You are a sorry excuse for a student you know that, mister Holdway( my family name) ."I kept staring at the floor. After a long silence, I lifted my head and watched the head of the school. He did a weird hand move to say that I had to leave. "Tomorrow ,you will have to do your test." After I leaved the office I went immediately to the campus.
I saw it began to become dark. My legs started to move faster. My mind was still wining because I didn't tried to get my dairy back, but I was prepared for this kind of things. From the moment I entered my bungalow , I went straight to my room and began to search for my second dairy. This one was more special to me because it was a present from my mom. "Write in this when you feel the need to." Just another awesome thing my mom could say .I was so lost in thought that I didn't realized that Saline was coming inside. " What was that." she asked. "My dairy." I responded. No way I was going to tell her about wat information there was inside the dairy. After a couple seconds of silence she said "Okay then ,but we have to go to sleep now. They goanna check on us to watch if we are really sleeping." "Good idea." I said . I didn't want to talk wright now . The next day I stood up early. This was the day. My last day in the stupid school.
No more pokemon hate. I would be free. Finally, I would be able to do whatever I wanted. I looked at the clock. Five am in the morning. Plenty of time to prepare myself. But a feeling of fear began to climb up to my spine. I had totally no idea what the test would be. I tried to calm myself down. My hand turned on the radio and it started to play my favorite song. Take what the heavens create by dreamtale. An epic song. But even that didn't completely worked. After a lot of thinking of what the test could be, there came a sound from my radio.
"Mister Holdway must come to the gym room, alone. We have to say that he must come immediately." I let out a big sigh. They even controlled the radios of their students. In an instant I jumped to my feet and began to put my clothes on. Before I went to the final test wrote a little letter for Saline to tell her where I was and to excuse myself for being a little bit rude against her by refusing her attempts to talk to me. After twenty minutes I went to gym room. When I entered it , there were several people just standing there around a table of some sort. They were trying to hide the view from me. "Hey Corey." I turned around and looked right in the eyes of the man I hated the most of everything on this freaking planet.
"Hey dad" I tried to spit out hat last word but it only make his grin became even bigger ."Do you still not like me". He tried to looked hurt, but I could see that he enjoyed every second of this. "luckily I have prepared a test that you certainly will enjoy". His grin became wider."It's time that you learn the ways of nature ,my boy. You must understand that the following test will learn you wat to do when you find a pokemon." The people began to take a few steps away of the thing that they were hiding. There , on a big table, lay a combusken. He was strapped to the table and was breading heavily. He looked at me with eyes filled whit fear .It was clear that they hadn't treat him well. I was really chure that they had tortured this poor creature. Next to the pokemon lay something shiny. It was a knife. I looked behind me and saw my dad with a evil grin on his face. "Do it Corey. Kill the pokemon."