My Mistakes in Life
By Pikablu
Part 1: I'm on My Way!
This is my fan fiction, I have written about... 10 or more! I have not gotten any reviews nor comments from my last fanfic I wrote, but I'm still going to write because this has always been my dream ever since I was six years old. When I learned how to write well, I decided to become a writer.
My father always tried to push my dream away from me. When I wrote a story about how much I loved him, he told me that he didn't like it and to leave him alone. My mom told me not to listen to anyone. I took my time to write this one. If any of you don't like it, or give me a bad review or don't give me an award, I'll still be writing. I won't give up. Maybe that's why I love Ash Ketchem: he never gives up on his dream, and I know it's just a cartoon, but that's all I have right now! I have no one to help me nor talk to me, so I'm just going to until writing, if I don't I think, I'll lose it! Anyways I know some of you won't read this, up here... So let's get on with the program!
Type: Eldershipper also Diamondshipper
Author: HB/ Pikablu (I have 2 names for a reason... My cousin and I write together, and sometimes I write her name in because she's always out, and I include her too)
Coming Soon: "All fan fiction" this is a fanfic that has all the romances you heard about, even some you never heard much about like Appleshipper (Pokemon love) I will be finish with it in Aug 23, 2002. It's pretty long!
I'm on my way
Alone. Alone is how I feel. Upon the dark lights of death, white light shines.
I thought I could help myself this way. I thought our lives would change. I thought I could never go any lower but I was wrong. This... this is my story.
My father died when I was 13 years old. He died the day he won in the pokemon league.
I live by Goldenrod City. My mom and I live in a little shack near the clear glassy water, where the Magikarp swim, where the Goldeen live and where some Seels play. My mother is very sick. She wants me to fulfill my dream of becoming a nurse or a writer. I don't want her to die when I'm not there. I really don't think she'll make it before my 18th birthday.
At first I wanted to become a nurse, to help heal people, but then I thought about writing. I debated whether to go to college and leave my mother here, or to stay with her. This of course was the hardest decision I ever made. Like I said, my father died a long time ago, so we only have each other now.
I remember it, like it was just yesterday. Mom and I were sitting in the front room; college was to start in one day. It takes a 4-hour drive to get there. I remember talking to her about going.
"Mom, I think... I want to stay with y--"
"Baby, listen to me, my dear. I'm fine, I have a cold. I really want you to fulfill your dream. That's all I really want."
"But, Mom, I can't just leave you--"
"Sweet child, you go to that college of theirs and be whatever your heart desires. I want you to be happy."
"Oh, Mom." I walked up to her and hugged her with tears running down my cheeks.
"I want you to be happy. Please make me proud," she whispered in my ear.
"I promise."
"I packed up all your things. I want you to be careful, eat all your food, and change your panties and bras everyday!"
"MOM!"
"What? I'm only reminding you, honey! I'll write to you everyday."
"Thanks, Mom." I picked up my stuff and put it all in the old jeep. Mom gave it to me as an early birthday gift. It was once my father's, but now it's mine. Mom walked outside to say her goodbyes to me.
"Well, I'm going to miss your face."
"Me too, Mom. I love you. Be careful and take your pills!"
"I will!"
I walked up to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She hugged me. With a tearful face, I said, "Good bye, Mom," then got in the car. She waved and blew a kiss.
I drove off. I was on my way to college!
"College? Me? I'm really going! YAH!" I said to myself.
I put on a tape and drove to the college I signed up for. I took a lot of my stuff... More like everything in my room!
College, here I am!
(4 hours later)
I parked my car and looked at the building. "I'M HERE!!!!!!!!" I screamed. Of course, some people thought I was crazy (I was screaming to myself). I got out and grabbed my stuff. I walked into the building and found the counselor's office.
"Hello! May I help you, miss?" a lady asked, looking at me.
"Um... yeah, I'm Delia Ketchem, I signed up for this college and I, um..."
"Ok, Delia, just sit down. The counselor will be with you in a while."
"Thank you" I sat down, saw some magazines, and started to read them. About 11 minutes passed. I was getting tired of sitting down.
"Ketchem... Delia?"
"That's me!" I jumped up.
"The counselor wants to see you now."
"Oh, thank you," I said, walking in the room.
To be welcomed or not to be welcomed!
"Delia Ketchem! Welcome! You may have a seat." I sat down. I remember being kind of scared--my fingers and hands were sweating. The counselor was reading some of my files.
"Ok, it says here that you are a good student, all A's, and you were in honors classes! Is that right?"
"Um... Yes, I was... were... am... I mean..."
"Don't worry, Ms. Ketchem, I won't bite!" he said, chuckling in a joking tone.
"I know, but--"
"Let's see here... Hm... I think you'll like this school. Well, then, welcome aboard!" he said, getting up to shake my hand.
"Thank you, sir."
"Oh, I almost forgot!" He reached for some keys and put them on the table. "Here are your keys to the dorm you are assigned to."
"Thank you, sir."
"Your dorm is on the 5th floor, in room 547."
"5th floor?"
"Yes, there weren't any other dorms left."
"Ok. Thank you again, sir."
"No problem."
I walked out of the office, then I remembered that I left the keys on his desk! I quickly ran back in the office. He was standing there holding up the keys.
"I thought you'd be back!" he joked again.
"Oh, yeah thanks" I said, blushing from being embarrassed.
I walked all the way up to my dorm. I was tired, and there were so many stairs. But at least I'm here.
The Dark Stranger
As I walked upstairs, I remember that there were seven guys on the same floor. They were all by the end of the hallway.
"Yo, you!" some guy said, walking towards me.
"Hey, pretty thing, you smell so good," another guy said, walking towards me as well.
"Yeah, nice little dress you have there," a third guy said.
"You're right, John, I think she has nice legs too!" yet another one said. All seven guys were very close to me; I thought it was the end.
"John, Lee, Nicky, Justin, Danny, Lu, and Paul! STOP!" someone said, walking into the crowd of guys. He had black hair and was wearing a black suit. He was very tall. He stopped all the guys with a movement of his hand.
"Sorry, boss," they all said and slowly walked away.
"I'm so sorry about them. You ok?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm ok. My name is Delia, Delia Ketchem."
"My name is Giovanni."
I heard a lot of police cars from outside. "YO, BOSS! Come on, hurry up! We gotta go! NOW!" one of the seven from before said.
The man grabbed my hand and leaned down to kiss my hand. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Delia." He kissed my hand, then left the scene with all seven of the men who must've been with him or work with him.
I started to look for my dorm. I finally found it! My dorm was the last door to my left. I walked in and closed the door behind me.
I hugged my stuff and leaned on the door, smiling, thinking of him. Oh no, I just met the guy and already I'm thinking about us as a couple!
I snap myself out of it and return to my normal self.
I can't believe I'm really here!
(A/N: "This is not a eldershipper!" you might say, but it is, you need to wait, there are so many chapters to this story! If you are an AAMRN reader I think you should read these chapters... so you will understand Part 2! I mean there are a lot of chapter that will be in this ONE fanfic. But I will make a part 2 with Ash and Misty. For now, I'm just explaining about Delia's love life, and past life! Anyone has any flames for me? Comments? Review my fanfic and if you want to chat with me e-mail me at PikadaBlu@aol.com. My screen name is PikadaBlu, if you want to chat about life, pokemon, stories, how much I stink at writing, or whatever! (o^_~o) I am here only to please you and my own self! If you are not pleased, then I'm sorry! Until next time, as Hillary Clinton said to Monica, "Good fight, Good night!" LOL ^_~
Pikablu
By Pikablu
Part 1: I'm on My Way!
This is my fan fiction, I have written about... 10 or more! I have not gotten any reviews nor comments from my last fanfic I wrote, but I'm still going to write because this has always been my dream ever since I was six years old. When I learned how to write well, I decided to become a writer.
My father always tried to push my dream away from me. When I wrote a story about how much I loved him, he told me that he didn't like it and to leave him alone. My mom told me not to listen to anyone. I took my time to write this one. If any of you don't like it, or give me a bad review or don't give me an award, I'll still be writing. I won't give up. Maybe that's why I love Ash Ketchem: he never gives up on his dream, and I know it's just a cartoon, but that's all I have right now! I have no one to help me nor talk to me, so I'm just going to until writing, if I don't I think, I'll lose it! Anyways I know some of you won't read this, up here... So let's get on with the program!
Type: Eldershipper also Diamondshipper
Author: HB/ Pikablu (I have 2 names for a reason... My cousin and I write together, and sometimes I write her name in because she's always out, and I include her too)
Coming Soon: "All fan fiction" this is a fanfic that has all the romances you heard about, even some you never heard much about like Appleshipper (Pokemon love) I will be finish with it in Aug 23, 2002. It's pretty long!
I'm on my way
Alone. Alone is how I feel. Upon the dark lights of death, white light shines.
I thought I could help myself this way. I thought our lives would change. I thought I could never go any lower but I was wrong. This... this is my story.
My father died when I was 13 years old. He died the day he won in the pokemon league.
I live by Goldenrod City. My mom and I live in a little shack near the clear glassy water, where the Magikarp swim, where the Goldeen live and where some Seels play. My mother is very sick. She wants me to fulfill my dream of becoming a nurse or a writer. I don't want her to die when I'm not there. I really don't think she'll make it before my 18th birthday.
At first I wanted to become a nurse, to help heal people, but then I thought about writing. I debated whether to go to college and leave my mother here, or to stay with her. This of course was the hardest decision I ever made. Like I said, my father died a long time ago, so we only have each other now.
I remember it, like it was just yesterday. Mom and I were sitting in the front room; college was to start in one day. It takes a 4-hour drive to get there. I remember talking to her about going.
"Mom, I think... I want to stay with y--"
"Baby, listen to me, my dear. I'm fine, I have a cold. I really want you to fulfill your dream. That's all I really want."
"But, Mom, I can't just leave you--"
"Sweet child, you go to that college of theirs and be whatever your heart desires. I want you to be happy."
"Oh, Mom." I walked up to her and hugged her with tears running down my cheeks.
"I want you to be happy. Please make me proud," she whispered in my ear.
"I promise."
"I packed up all your things. I want you to be careful, eat all your food, and change your panties and bras everyday!"
"MOM!"
"What? I'm only reminding you, honey! I'll write to you everyday."
"Thanks, Mom." I picked up my stuff and put it all in the old jeep. Mom gave it to me as an early birthday gift. It was once my father's, but now it's mine. Mom walked outside to say her goodbyes to me.
"Well, I'm going to miss your face."
"Me too, Mom. I love you. Be careful and take your pills!"
"I will!"
I walked up to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She hugged me. With a tearful face, I said, "Good bye, Mom," then got in the car. She waved and blew a kiss.
I drove off. I was on my way to college!
"College? Me? I'm really going! YAH!" I said to myself.
I put on a tape and drove to the college I signed up for. I took a lot of my stuff... More like everything in my room!
College, here I am!
(4 hours later)
I parked my car and looked at the building. "I'M HERE!!!!!!!!" I screamed. Of course, some people thought I was crazy (I was screaming to myself). I got out and grabbed my stuff. I walked into the building and found the counselor's office.
"Hello! May I help you, miss?" a lady asked, looking at me.
"Um... yeah, I'm Delia Ketchem, I signed up for this college and I, um..."
"Ok, Delia, just sit down. The counselor will be with you in a while."
"Thank you" I sat down, saw some magazines, and started to read them. About 11 minutes passed. I was getting tired of sitting down.
"Ketchem... Delia?"
"That's me!" I jumped up.
"The counselor wants to see you now."
"Oh, thank you," I said, walking in the room.
To be welcomed or not to be welcomed!
"Delia Ketchem! Welcome! You may have a seat." I sat down. I remember being kind of scared--my fingers and hands were sweating. The counselor was reading some of my files.
"Ok, it says here that you are a good student, all A's, and you were in honors classes! Is that right?"
"Um... Yes, I was... were... am... I mean..."
"Don't worry, Ms. Ketchem, I won't bite!" he said, chuckling in a joking tone.
"I know, but--"
"Let's see here... Hm... I think you'll like this school. Well, then, welcome aboard!" he said, getting up to shake my hand.
"Thank you, sir."
"Oh, I almost forgot!" He reached for some keys and put them on the table. "Here are your keys to the dorm you are assigned to."
"Thank you, sir."
"Your dorm is on the 5th floor, in room 547."
"5th floor?"
"Yes, there weren't any other dorms left."
"Ok. Thank you again, sir."
"No problem."
I walked out of the office, then I remembered that I left the keys on his desk! I quickly ran back in the office. He was standing there holding up the keys.
"I thought you'd be back!" he joked again.
"Oh, yeah thanks" I said, blushing from being embarrassed.
I walked all the way up to my dorm. I was tired, and there were so many stairs. But at least I'm here.
The Dark Stranger
As I walked upstairs, I remember that there were seven guys on the same floor. They were all by the end of the hallway.
"Yo, you!" some guy said, walking towards me.
"Hey, pretty thing, you smell so good," another guy said, walking towards me as well.
"Yeah, nice little dress you have there," a third guy said.
"You're right, John, I think she has nice legs too!" yet another one said. All seven guys were very close to me; I thought it was the end.
"John, Lee, Nicky, Justin, Danny, Lu, and Paul! STOP!" someone said, walking into the crowd of guys. He had black hair and was wearing a black suit. He was very tall. He stopped all the guys with a movement of his hand.
"Sorry, boss," they all said and slowly walked away.
"I'm so sorry about them. You ok?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm ok. My name is Delia, Delia Ketchem."
"My name is Giovanni."
I heard a lot of police cars from outside. "YO, BOSS! Come on, hurry up! We gotta go! NOW!" one of the seven from before said.
The man grabbed my hand and leaned down to kiss my hand. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Delia." He kissed my hand, then left the scene with all seven of the men who must've been with him or work with him.
I started to look for my dorm. I finally found it! My dorm was the last door to my left. I walked in and closed the door behind me.
I hugged my stuff and leaned on the door, smiling, thinking of him. Oh no, I just met the guy and already I'm thinking about us as a couple!
I snap myself out of it and return to my normal self.
I can't believe I'm really here!
(A/N: "This is not a eldershipper!" you might say, but it is, you need to wait, there are so many chapters to this story! If you are an AAMRN reader I think you should read these chapters... so you will understand Part 2! I mean there are a lot of chapter that will be in this ONE fanfic. But I will make a part 2 with Ash and Misty. For now, I'm just explaining about Delia's love life, and past life! Anyone has any flames for me? Comments? Review my fanfic and if you want to chat with me e-mail me at PikadaBlu@aol.com. My screen name is PikadaBlu, if you want to chat about life, pokemon, stories, how much I stink at writing, or whatever! (o^_~o) I am here only to please you and my own self! If you are not pleased, then I'm sorry! Until next time, as Hillary Clinton said to Monica, "Good fight, Good night!" LOL ^_~
Pikablu