From: Ncnc123 <ncnc123@aol.com> Subject: [PW!] A crummy Short story Date: Thursday, August 26, 1999 1:55 PM Forest headed down his street, the one where he had lived all his life. Or, at least, all his life that he could remember, which was since about age five. He sighed and headed down the street. He was leaving the only home that he had even known, although he knew that he had lived in Cerulean, at least for a while. As Forest walked, he started to get lonely. He had never been one for friends, since he never had had any friends except for his Paras before, but as he walked, he wanted to talk to someone. Or, at least... at least what? Forest didn't know. Forest had not gotten very far, in fact, he had only turned off his street, when he came to the edge of the city. His "grandparents" had lived on the edge of Celedon city, so it wouldn't take very long for him to leave the city. As he was walking, he thought about what he would say to his brothers if he could find them. Forest wondered if they even knew about him. They all had, after all, been seperated for years. Firest Shock, then Forest, and that left Splash. As he walked through the long grass, Forest kicked something. "OWTH!" it said. "A wild Meowth," Forest whispered. And it didn't look too happy that it had been kicked. Its claws popped out of its paw and made a swipe at Forest. "Paras, Go!" Forest cried. TBC.......? ---------- AIM: ncnc123 e-mail: ncnc123@aol.com http://members.xoom.com/ncnc123/ ----------- It took me 3 months to figure out how to set my signature, and only now do I realize that I have nothing to say in it.