Short Story 3: In Her Mind
The sky is too bright. Yes, it burns my eyes when I look at it. It's ridiculous, I am the "Sun Pokémon", I should be able to handle it. But I'm weak and alone and I can't. I don't even know where home is anymore. But that's okay, the Pokémon are sympathetic here.
I wish they had stayed. I miss them. I remember one time we played in the snow. They made... a snowman. I helped, of course. I wish time could have stopped then. I want to experience that moment forever. But time passes for all of us. They are gone and I am alone.
Sometimes I think it's my fault. I predicted it. But that can't be. The murderer. It's her fault my trainer is dead. I want her dead. I know it won't help the hole in my heat, or the pain in my head, but what other choice do I have?
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