"Greetings all upcoming and veteran trainers alike. We have interrupted the regular broadcast of Pokémon League Weekly to bring forth this crucial decision regarding License requirements. Up until today, and for the last fifty years, the age requirement for becoming a novice level trainer has been ten years of age. However, the board has elected to raise this age. This decision was brought forth due to recent—,"
I screamed. Dammit, I was only two months away from obtaining my license and those bastards were going to take my dream from me.
"Mom, they can't do that!" I cried.
"Hush, just listen." She snapped back.
"But its not like we're doing anything dangerous," I said, ignoring her and choking on tears, "you go to a stupid school for two years before you get to do any real training!"
"I know Sean, but just 'shh' for now. I want to hear." She replied. I shut up.
"…Due to the preceding issues, and a two-thirds vote by the Board, the age for obtaining a license will be raised to fourteen years of age, thus allowing only those sixteen years of age or older to become full-fledged trainers. In conclusion, all trainers who have recently received their licenses are exempt from this decision, and will continue their train—,"
I screamed again, this time sounding like something I wouldn't hear the likes of for another six years; grueling pain and agony.
I remained in my room for days, coming out only to eat and use the bathroom. I hardly said anything to my parents or anyone else. I think I would have skipped school had I not been on a break. Finally, after days locked alone sobbing, my father walked into my room.
"Hey," he said simply, "how's it going?"