Introduction:
"Rosie! Put that down right now!" I yelled at my little sister who was swinging a butcher knife around as if she was some sort of knight.
"Me no wanna!" Rosie yelled. Her small blonde pigtails spinning around as she shook her head in a NO motion.
"Well guess what, Lily wanna you to put it down!'' I yelled as a pulled the knife out of her hand and slammed it on the kitchen table.
"Sniff..Sniff" Rosie began. Her gentle pink colored eyes tearing up.
"Oh please you little drama queen!" I yelled.
"Sniff.."
"Okay! Fine! You win! Just please stop playing with dangerous stuff, okay?" I pleaded.
"Otay!" Rosie yelled then ran over to me and kicked my right knee.
I grasped it with a painful expression on my face while Rosie ran away laughing. "You little brat!"
"Lily! Be kind to your sister," said a powerful,yet motherly, voice.
"Mom?" I called out, surprised. She was supposed to be at work. Like always.
"The one and only," said my mom. She was tall with magenta eyes and long black hair styled into a superficial bun. She wore a black dress with a black triangle shawl over it and black high heels. She was very pretty. People always said she looked like me, a dead ringer, but I disagreed. I didn't feel as beautiful as she was.
"You're supposed to be at work!" I said, still shocked.
"Not anymore," she sighed "I quit."
I almost fell down. "What? You've got to be joking! Your job is your life! And.."
"No, you kids are my life," Mom butted in. " And you are my kid also. I've noticed that me and your father being away at our jobs all the time has left you to be the motherly figure of your sisters and that's not right. So I talked to your dad, he said that his job alone would be enough to provide for us, and.." She trailed off.
"And?" I asked, intrigued.
"That's why I quit. Because you need to make a journey into life," she said.
"What?" I asked, taken aback.
"You know, start your Pokemon adventure! I mean, your fifteen now!I've kept you held back for so long, and, that's wrong of me. So, please don't worry about us here. Go upstairs and pack, then go to your grandmother's room, she has something for you," Mom said and then walked over and gave me a hug, tears in her beautiful eyes. " You're growing up. Make me proud," She said and walked away.
After I got done packing up my black back pack I went to my grandmother's room and saw her standing there in the center of the room with a Poke'ball in her old hands.
"Grandma," I said.
"Hello sweetie, this is for you," she said and held out the Poke'ball and smiled.
I took it and examined it.
"Press the button," she said, her old filmy magenta eyes sparkling with something like youthful happiness.
I gulped, and pressed the button. A flash of red came out and then showed a long purple snake- like thing in front of me.
"An Ek-ekans." I gasped.
"Yes. It was the last Pokemon I caught before I retired. I barely battled with it, and that made me feel guilty. So, I saved it for you instead of releasing it like the others."
"Grandma..T-thank you!" I yelled and hugged her.
"Oh, you're welcome! Now go! Journey into life!" She yelled with an excited tone.
"Okay Grandma, I will," I said and hugged her one last time. I glanced down at Ekans and said to myself, It's time to begin my journey into life!
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