So, what do you think you really know about Purple Gitimall? I think that he could tell you what I have seen. I’ve been his friend for years, ever since I was born really. Even though I am at the age of nine, I have decided it is time to change my mild mannered way of presenting myself at the school I tell myself I go to, and go off, right on to my adventure!
While I write this, I am out on Route 16 (my mom thinks I’m still upstairs “doing my homework”), up at least three hours past my bedtime! Score! I’m still trembling from the rush of leaving Celadon City and have been hiding from the various Team Rocket members who are all talking about this Pikachu thing they want.
Honestly, I think this whole “Pikachu” thing is just a fad. I mean, who wants a yellow mouse!? Even though I know that I will at one day have to run into Purple, and I will-
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I’m sorry, I had to stop my journal for a while. I just found a Caterpie out on the road! … I don’t want to talk about whether or not I caught it (those things are mean!) Until I can catch Pokamon, I don’t think I can begin my journey. I didn’t think about how hard it would be to wait for a trainer to drop a Pokeball or some food.
… I’m starving.
Cyan Gitors
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