Dear Diary,
I never thought it could happen to us. We were a family. Were… Well, I really don’t have many friends, so this journal will be my way to talk to someone about things that are happening. Or have already happened. So, this is what happened…
You see, since I don’t have many friends, my best friend was Professor Elm. Yes, I know, quite sad. But he was really kind to me. I could tell him anything. I liked Pokémon, and so did he. Everything was cool. I never mentioned this to anyone, (barring my mother) for obvious reasons. Anyway… he said he had a surprise for me, and to meet him at his lab. So I went over as fast as I could. When I arrived, he was there waiting for me. He took me over to a machine, and pressed some keys. Suddenly, the machine moved to the right, revealing a secret room. He led me inside. “This is cool.” I said. “That’s not even the surprise!” He said happily. “Grab a seat.” As I sat down, he placed a Pokéball in front of me. “This is for you.” He said. “It’s a Pokémon I’m sure you’ll love. You always said you wanted a Pokémon, and well, this is it!” He smiled. “Go on! Open it!” I stared at the Pokéball for a minute. I didn’t know what to say. I had always wanted a Pokémon, and he just gave me one! Then I popped my thought bubble of emptiness, and managed to say, “Wow. Thanks!” I reached over and grabbed the Pokéball. It felt neat to hold one that now belonged to me. I tossed it lightly across the room, and, in a flash of bright, a Totodile appeared! “Toto!” It cried. It looked at me and smiled. “Wow Professor. I can’t thank you enough!” I grabbed my new Totodile and plopped him on my head. He grinned and sniggled into my non-brushed-yet hair, making it all the more messy. “I think I’ll name you Gold.” I told Totodile. “Would you like that?” “TOTODILE!” It screamed in happiness. “Good. I’m glad you approve.” I said, rubbing my ears. Professor Elm then piped up and spoke, “I know your family is going through some…” he paused, as thought trying to choose the right words to say. “… Tough times. And I thought it might be nice to have someone, other than me, to talk to. And in return for this Totodile, just tell me about its behavior as you travel. Always keep me posted. On his condition and on yours.” I really wasn’t sure what to say, again. My mind went blank. Someone erased my thoughts. My mind people grabbed a pencil and scribbled down some thanks. “Thanks.” (Stupid mind people couldn’t make me say something better…) “A lot.” After chatting a little more, I left the lab with Gold on my head. We then spent the whole day together. I figured out that Gold loved to battle, and he would love me no matter what. That made me feel so good. When it got so dark out that we couldn’t see our hands in front of our faces, we headed back to our house. But when I opened the front door, the first thing I heard was screaming and shouting. My parents have been fighting for quite some time. I couldn’t stand it. I closed the door behind me as I tippy-toed inside. Gold looked at me, confused. “I’ll explain later.” I told him. He looked sympathetically at me, and then faced away. I sat on the couch and curled up. Since they were fighting upstairs, there was no way I was going to sleep up there. After about an hour (or at least it felt like one) they stopped fighting and went to bed. I lay on the couch, wide awake, as Gold snored softly. I finally managed to fall asleep. I awoke early in the morning to the sound of more yelling. Ah yes, my wonderful alarm clock. Then I heard the words I NEVER wanted to hear. “That’s it! I can’t stand you anymore Elaina! I’m leaving! And I hope I never see you again!” My heart sank as my father said those words. He stormed down that stairs with a pack slung over his shoulder. He strolled over to me, and kissed my head. “Goodbye Emily,” he said softly. He then left through the front door, slamming it hard behind him. My eyes welled with tears. Gold sat up, wondering what was happening. I bolted for the door, and flung it open. But my dad was gone. Gold rushed to my side, confused. I started to cry. Half of sadness, half of anger. Gold leaped into my arms, not completely sure what was happening, but I’m sure he had a good idea. That was it. I was leaving. I had it all now. A Pokémon, a reason, and stuff. But I couldn’t stay in Johto. I had to go somewhere where my mother would NEVER find me. I ran up to my room, tears still streaming down my face. I grabbed everything I needed. Food, clothes, Money, Gold’s Pokéball, and a Pokémon raising handbook Professor Elm gave me. I crammed it all into my backpack, scrawled a note to my mother telling her I was leaving, and went out the door. For a second I felt stupid. This is a stupid idea. But I have to do it, I always wanted a Pokémon adventure, and now it the time to do it. Well, my parents never wanted me to go on a Pokémon adventure, and now I’m going.
I’m currently on the ship to Bombur, and I should be there soon.
Emil
Just as she was about to write the Y, the ship thudded to a stop in the Anchore Town Harbor. Emily, with Gold on her head, closed the book, and hopped off the ship. “We should probably head over to that lab over there and introduce ourselves.” Emily said. Gold agreed, and the two of them walked over. Emily knocked lightly on the door.
((I super hope this is right!))
