Do you want to know...?
I feel like I need to share this with you guys.
*play the song in the description while you read this, it really portrays my emotions perfectly *
I was five years old.
I was in a department store called Target, with my parents.
I asked my dad if we could go look at the toys together, and he said "Sure! Why not?" like always.
So we went to the toys.
I skipped the girls' toys (I played with boys' toys because I was a big tomboy...in fact, I kinda still am.)
We were looking in the boys' toys...
And I saw it.
This toy...this one was perfect.
An orange and yellow dragon...that spit fire. Plastic fire, of course...
My face lit up with joy as I imagined how fun it would be to play with it.
I grabbed it off the shelf...and showed my dad.
He said "Pokemon? But we don't even know what that is..."
I said "P-Pokemon...? But this is a dragon! Look at him!"
My dad said "Well, if its what you want, I'll get it for you.
My eyes probably glittered with the sheer excitement of getting a new toy...
We went back to my mom (who was looking at women's clothes) and I showed her what I was going to get.
She had a weird look on her face...
My dad and I went to the checkout, and he bought me the little dragon.
Later, I opened it up, and took the toy out.
I looked at the paper that came with it, and it said:
It spits fire that is hot enough to melt boulders. It may cause forest fires by blowing flames.
I thought that this dragon was very cool...
But I didn't know what Pokemon was...
I carried that dragon around everywhere I went...
I loved it so much.
A couple years later...I remembered that dragon I had.
I opened my toy chest and searched for him...and I found him in the bottom.
I took him out, and placed him on the bookshelf next to my bed.
I said to myself "Pokemon...Pokemon...Poke-mon. I'm going to look that up on Google and see what its all about."
So I did.
I found tons of information...and I started reading.
Some of it I didn't understand...
But from what I did understand...
I began to like it.
"Monsters that fit into a small, pocket size ball...that have amazing powers...and they level-up..."
Then I discovered they had video games.
They were for the Nintendo DS, and I had a Nintendo 64 at the time...but I did have Pokemon Stadium for the 64.
So I popped it in.
And I found myself playing it all night...and going to bed later than I should have.
I think I had discovered something I really liked.
When Christmas came around that year, I asked for a Nintendo DS...and Pokemon Diamond.
When Christmas Eve came...I couldn't sleep for the life of me.
Then, when I woke up on Christmas day, I frantically scrambled to my presents...and I opened them, one by one.
And there I had it. Limited-Edition Dialga and Palkia DS Lite.
And Pokemon Diamond.
I screamed with joy and ran to my room and popped the game cartridge in.
And I remember the first time...I ever pressed start.
I played it every time I had a chance.
I was hooked.
The Pocket Monsters themselves.
Everything about it appealed to me.
Everyday I had gone to school...I stared at the clock.
Waiting for the day to be over.
So I could go home.
So I could get away from the other children that teased me for being different...
So I could play Pokemon.
It was and still is the only thing that makes me truly happy.
And it will always have a place in my heart.
Even when I'm a hundred years old.
I will always remember...
That orange and yellow dragon.
I will always remember...
The first time I pressed start.
I have to stop here...tears are rolling down my face.