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ShinyI've always had this obsession over shiny pokémon. I always liked the alternate colors and the way they shimmered when they came out of their pokéball. The only thing I disliked was the sucky IVs that came with it. I could never get over how angry that made me. At the time I was breeding Pichu for a timid with Hidden Power Ice. I got a new foreign Smeargle the same day. I put him in the Day Care with my Pikachu and rode around on my bike.
I went through the same cycle, get egg, hatch it, check nature and Hidden Power, and release into the wild. I was about to release a Pichu into the wild when I saw a red star next to it. My love for shiny pokémon grew from there. She was of a quiet nature with a poisonous Hidden Power. She wasn't useful in competitive battling, but I still loved her. I took her to the nickname rater and named her "Sun Kiss". She seemed to like that name. It made her smile whenever I said it.
It broke my heart, but I had to put her in my PC and continue
BurnMy parents came home one evening with a Gamecube disc that had "Luigi's Mansion Test 1" in plasma green Sharpie on it. The color seemed fitting for a ghost hunting game. "Don't burn." My mother said. I could tell the game was a prototype; my parents always brought them home for their work. This one was different. I noticed a small sticker that had one word on it "Burn". It was ancient too. I decided to pop it in my Gamecube and play it. I pressed the power button to see nothing out of the usual, just the cube rolling around to make the signature "G". The title screen seemed normal from my copy of Luigi's mansion.
I decided to go ahead with the game. As Luigi sticks his fat nose into the doorway, I saw that Toad wasn't there which was odd because he was always there until the blackout. I went to the spot where he usually was. I saw a shimmer. "Well this is Luigi's Mansion." I mumbled to myself. I figured worse comes to worse that I would just get a game over. I firmly pressed
Hansel and Gretel rewriteOne night, my brother and I decided to run away from our abusive parents. They would whip us until we bleed, starve us until we were dust, and worst of all work us like slaves. We left with nothing more than a loaf of bread. Hansel and I ate it like savage beasts. The moon was shining at its fullest when we approached an entire house made of candy. We gazed in awe as we saw the mote of chocolate flowing underneath the candy cane bridge to that gingerbread house decorated with fluffy frosting and gum drops. We didn't know what to do first, dive in the chocolate mote or devour the house. I couldn't help but wonder who made the house here and why. We slowly crossed the bridge as we were tempted to eat that too. We came to the door not one bit frightened. When my fist came two centimeters away from the door to knock, she opened it. My mouth opened to scream, but only the hot air of my breath came out.
"My my, what do we have here?" she whispered ever so softly, "two walking skeletons."
Love MeScreaming and yelling
Biting and shredding
Some cry while others don't
He sat in the corner crying
With blood on his hands and craving human flesh
"I don't want it to be like this" he shrieks
"But it must" his mother answers
He felt more alone than ever before
No one cared to give him the love he so desperately needed
"But moth-" he was cut off
"Shut up and eat." she rudely yelled
His own mother didn't even love him
He refused to eat the dead corpse of a human that was bestowed upon him
He was greeted by a shoe and slowly beaten to death
He looked at her with his eyes
He lost consciousness
His mother kept on whacking
He looked at her with grateful eyes
His pain would be over soon
He would never have to be forced to eat another "meal" again
He closed his eyes one last time never to open them again
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