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STORY OF A DREAMER - JOSIE
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EPILOGUE
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I said I had a friend for life, and I know now more than ever that this is the truth. Since our battle against the Spearows Ash and me have been through many experiences together, both good and bad. But however much fun I have, I never neglect to remember the friends I shared times with before I met my trainer. There isn't a day goes by when I don't wonder where they are, and what they are doing. Some of them, however, I didn't have to imagine, as I met them again while on my journey to help Ash become a Pokemon Master.
When Ash caught Caterpie, the first time he appeared from his Pokeball, looking into his eyes I could see the eyes of my best friend, Butterfree. Discussing his mother, while sitting watching the moon, I smiled at the thought of my friend, still alive, and with such marvellous children. I wept for hours when, after evolving into the perfect replica of my friend, Butterfree fell in love and left with a group of the same species.
One Pokemon I had been afraid would not survive in the world, was Cyndaquil, the poor abandoned Pokemon I had met while trapped in the cages. My fear wasn't necessary, for when Ash caught the fire Pokemon, I knew immediately it was my old friend. Losing touch meant that we didn't connect as we had the first time we had met, but we both knew that we were both in each other's hearts, and I often caught him smiling at me, as he remembered the day his life had changed.
As Misty picked up the egg of a Togepi, I saw the faintest glimpse of white floating through the sky, and I knew the egg being there was no accident. I got the feeling that Togetic, on failing to rescue his little sister, couldn't cope with the thought of bringing up another, and so had left the egg in the hope that one of us would pick it up and look after it. When Togepi was born I immediately took him under my wing, and sat there for hours recalling the adventure his father and me had been on. Togepi took all this in and smiled as I told him about how we escaped, and wept as I recalled the tale of his aunt.
I could go on about meetings with my friends for hours, but what's important is that they have all gradually been able to trust humans again, and they have learnt that although some humans are cruel and heartless, most of them have the best interests of their Pokemon in high priority. I'll never forget the day I met Ash Ketchum, the day that changed my life.
STORY OF A DREAMER - JOSIE
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EPILOGUE
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I said I had a friend for life, and I know now more than ever that this is the truth. Since our battle against the Spearows Ash and me have been through many experiences together, both good and bad. But however much fun I have, I never neglect to remember the friends I shared times with before I met my trainer. There isn't a day goes by when I don't wonder where they are, and what they are doing. Some of them, however, I didn't have to imagine, as I met them again while on my journey to help Ash become a Pokemon Master.
When Ash caught Caterpie, the first time he appeared from his Pokeball, looking into his eyes I could see the eyes of my best friend, Butterfree. Discussing his mother, while sitting watching the moon, I smiled at the thought of my friend, still alive, and with such marvellous children. I wept for hours when, after evolving into the perfect replica of my friend, Butterfree fell in love and left with a group of the same species.
One Pokemon I had been afraid would not survive in the world, was Cyndaquil, the poor abandoned Pokemon I had met while trapped in the cages. My fear wasn't necessary, for when Ash caught the fire Pokemon, I knew immediately it was my old friend. Losing touch meant that we didn't connect as we had the first time we had met, but we both knew that we were both in each other's hearts, and I often caught him smiling at me, as he remembered the day his life had changed.
As Misty picked up the egg of a Togepi, I saw the faintest glimpse of white floating through the sky, and I knew the egg being there was no accident. I got the feeling that Togetic, on failing to rescue his little sister, couldn't cope with the thought of bringing up another, and so had left the egg in the hope that one of us would pick it up and look after it. When Togepi was born I immediately took him under my wing, and sat there for hours recalling the adventure his father and me had been on. Togepi took all this in and smiled as I told him about how we escaped, and wept as I recalled the tale of his aunt.
I could go on about meetings with my friends for hours, but what's important is that they have all gradually been able to trust humans again, and they have learnt that although some humans are cruel and heartless, most of them have the best interests of their Pokemon in high priority. I'll never forget the day I met Ash Ketchum, the day that changed my life.