Why Mew's are so rare
By Mew3692002
Disclaimer: I don't Pokémon, not even Mew (I hate you so much Nintendo!).
Some people wonder, why are Mew's so rare, why aren't there more? In this story, it will be explained what happened to the Mew species and why only one is left. This story will be told from the perspective of the Mew who we all know and love, the last existing one...
It all started as a normal day in my happy little world. I woke up as I do every day to bright and warm sun, feeling the warm breeze in my pink fur as I floated off of my nest to play with my Mew friends. We live in a village deep in a forest, where there are plenty of other Pokémon around (I especially like playing tag with the Pidgey and Pidgeotto!); they sometimes play with us too. I have so many friends in and around my village that it's hard to ever feel anything but utter happiness and pure bliss!
When all my friends and I were together we decided to play hide and go find; it's my favorite game because I'm usually really hard to find, and I almost always win, too!
Unfortunately, this time I was picked to find all of my friends, instead of quickly trying to hide from them, which is never fun at all. So, I turned my pink head against the tree and started to count: "1...2...3...4..." Finally I reached ten and shouted, "Ready or not, here I come!"
I started looking in all directions to see where my friends were hiding. Knowing them, they transformed into something else, but what could they have transformed into? I began my search by flying high up near where the tops of the trees were and scanned the area to see if I could see anything that looked like it didn't belong in our forest.
Suddenly, in the corner of my eye, I caught movement.
Thinking it was one of my friends making a break for it, I rushed at it without really thinking, and I regretted it almost instantly.
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