Are you ready to get into the adventure of Pokemon Go?
Here is the prologue.
Today is the best day of my life.
I didn't think so at first, though. It started pretty bad. I had been flying, minding my own business, when a strong wind pulled me crashing through the trees. My wings were beat up. I knew I wouldn't be able to fly for a while. There wasn't much food around, either.
After a while, I saw him. Actually, I heard him first. He was running loudly through the forest and he was dressed like a Pokemon trainer. A very young trainer. He couldn't be older than 10 years old. I stood still and tried to blend into the green of the forest. If I didn't move, maybe he wouldn't see me.
"Hey there, big guy," the boy said.
Drat, he saw me.
"Scyther-Scy!" I screeched back. Trainers were danger.
"It's okay. I want to help you. You're hurt." The boy held out berries and I sniffed at them.
The boy was hurt too, I saw. Beedrill stings.
"Scy?" I eyed the berries and gobbled them all up.
Long story short, the berries were tasty and the trainer boy wasn't so bad. I let him catch me and now that we're back home, I know this was the best choice I had ever made.
©2016 Isabel Jones (P)2016 Isabel Jones