I remember the first time we played together
Both of us were young, so naive
I once thought our bond would never be severed
Happiness was once my life

I remember your first time
Walking into the bushes and stopped by that 'ol Professor Oak
And of course you got a Pikachu on the dime
And your face when Oak let you have it I remember so well

Remember when Pikachu didn't like you?
Press A on your partner and he was unamused
But your dreams were more powerful than Mewtwo
And soon, Pikachu was happy along with us

Our team grew into an unstoppable force
No ghost in Lavender, nor Rocket in Silph could stop us
But sadly this was but a game, a simple course
But you stayed by for a while longer

Sadly, the Elite Four came and went
You became Champion and caught the legends
And our time together was no longer to be meant
Your Pokedex was high, Pikachu loved you, I loved you

The second Generation came out, and you were gone once again
But once you made it past Kanto a surprize awaited you
To beat your old trainer sprite "Red" remained a sin
But soon you moved on, us forgotten

Years passed, batteries began dying
Now it's too late
Pikachu is sad, and hasn't stopped crying
Remember how much fun we had?

Do you recall us in a memory of light?
Are you embarrassed to had once be a fan?
Or are you still a fan and visit us you might?
...Do you ever think about us?

I know not of the new games,
Are they really better than us?
Do we put you that much into shame?
What did we do wrong?

Charmander's flame is low,
Bulbasaur remains wilted,
Squirtle is suffering more than he shows,
and poor little Pikachu hasn't smiled since

It's dusty were we are,
Too dark for us to see
Next to your old plushies and racecars
We are lost and can never be found it seems

Creepypastas are sometimes demented,
But we have not the time to complain,
Our battery is dying from the years,
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Just a little poem I wrote in a few minutes in a game's point of view. Obviously it's in Pokemon Special Pikachu Version's point of view.

I was feeling a little...I guess melancholy is the only way to explain... I get those short sad moments sometimes, when I think of the things that used to make me happy and continue to make me happy. Pokemon is one of those examples, as well as The Legend of Zelda. I refuse to turn my back on those games, old or new, and it kind of bothers me that when people read CreepyPasta stuff, they comment with a "I'm never playing that game again!". I thought CreepyPasta was supposed to discomfort the readers but also remind them of the old games we know and love. Of course I can't really say anything, since the "BEN DROWNED" YouTube videos have given me a phobia of the Happy Mask Salesman, even though I know it's fake...I still get uncomfortable when I see the demented salesman...

Whoops, I ranted. Anyway, hope you liked, review if you want, and please don't forget the memories we once held so close. Someday they could be gone forever.

-MidnightTwi