When I first started playing Pokemon, I was 7 years old, and in first grade. I had just got my GameBoy Color, and I was very excited. So for a while I played games like Zelda and Super Mario, and other nintendo classics. So for a while I was content. Then, a friend of mine brought his GameBoy over to my house. It turns out that he had just gotten the Pokemon Gold Version. He was already on his segundo gym, and never stopped playing it. So naturally I wanted the game too. So I begged and pleaded with my parents who finally reluctantly bought it for me. I was very happy. So I began to play.
By the way, PMD means Pokemon Mystery Dungeon, so don't mistake it for something else... plus this is my first story, so please don't judge.
Author's note: BEWARE: if you do not like to read long stories, this is just a very long introduction, really. This is just letting you know everyone and everything yada yada yada, so if you don't like to read long intros, then just skip to part 2.
The sun fell over the sea lines slowly, and Eevee watched it closely. Birds flew in the distance, and Eevee smiled. For a moment, she pictured herself flying like the birds across the sea. She pictured herself...