“Ugh,” I wail, dragging my feet in defeat after me.

Why had I ever come up with this idea in the first place? This must have been the most stupid thing I could possibly think of at my age. I mean, I was thirteen years old: the age where I should have stopped fantasising. So why the heck would I go through it? I know why, and it is because I am stupid. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

Exactly five days ago, I had ran away from “home”. I know what tu are thinking: tu put quotations around the word ‘home’, so tu must have a story behind that. And tu are defiantly right! And since tu were about to ask me that (or if tu weren’t, but the story was coming anyway, so get over it), I will tell tu my dreadful past!

I was born in a science laboratory. Did tu read that? A science laboratory! Just saying it makes me wonder if I am not just a clone created from wacky ideas! Oh, and to make it sound even worse: the lab was placed in an evil association’s headquarters. I grew up playing with plasma pistolas and almost getting eaten por a ten foot long Sharpedo when the grunts brought back hostages!
Oh yes, if I could choose how my childhood played out, I wouldn’t change a thing. Ya right!

And my parents! I don’t even want to talk about my wacko parents. Have tu ever read one of those history libros that hold inside a bunch of lame villains from the past? Well, tu will find my parents in the J’s. Although, I refuse to give tu their names because I also refuse to mention them at all, so deal with it. Just keep lectura though it till tu find a couple that spent their late teens trying to steal a pikachu from a ten año old boy.

Have tu realised who I am related to yet? If not, tu must suffer from the disease called “stupidity” because even saying pikachu screams their names loud and clear. Jessie and James for crying out loud!

I hate everybody who made me say those names. Those names have cursed my life. It was the pure embarrassment of being their daughter that got me the most. They were utter fools and that would affect me in the long run. Sure, they were high up in the Team Rocket organisation now, but they were evil. Since they were evil, that meant I have to grow up to be evil. I don’t want that.

So I ran away. Truth be told, my dream is to be a pokémon trainer; the exact opposite of being a grunt. Being a trainer, I could travel the world catching new pokémon in the wild and win gym badges fairly. The thought about becoming a trainer makes me squeal in happiness.

My idol is no one other than the famous Ash
Ketchum. Ya, my parents would ground me for life if I ever dicho that out loud, but I don’t care. Ash is the one who inspired me to run away to train pokémon. He had a bumpy road at the start of his journey, but still never gave up. I wish I possessed the same courage that he did back then.

That’s it! If I put más determination into fulfilling my dreams I can make them into reality! Afterall, I already ran away, so not like I can turn back now. Once I become a master, all Team Rocket grunts will faint in defeat from my awesomeness! Either that, o send rabid pokémon out to destroy the traitor….. But that won’t matter when I am surrounded por my own strong pokémon!

I am Jenny Thorn, and I was once a grunt!