The Tears You'll Never See {A Pokémon Short Story}

Prologue

You don't need Renee anymore. You're too old for her.

No.

I can't believe what I'm hearing. She can't be too old for me. She's always loved me. And she promised that we would be together forever.

"Okay Mom." Anna, my beloved owner, said. Apparently she had just turned thirteen. Well, that's what I heard at least. "You're right. I'll just throw her away."

No! I cried out in my head. I couldn't speak. Stuffed animals can't speak. I wish she could hear my non-existing heart breaking. Don't get rid of me. Please.

Then, I felt myself land on the garbage. I wished I had the ability to cry when the lid was put on the can and all I could see is darkness.

Anna. I thought to myself. Please come back to me.

Though, deep down inside, I knew that she wasn't going to be coming back.

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"So...hungry..." I said, falling down onto the ground with my arms around my stomach. I got lost in the woods a few weeks ago and haven't been able to find my way back out. I haven't eaten in that time but I've been drinking water from the pond that I found the first day I got here. You'd think that someone, anyone would at least try and make an effort to try and find me.

I felt as if my life was being ripped away from me. I heard a voice speak to me in my head.

No one cares if you rot away Mila. Just. Die.

"No." I whispered. "I don't wanna die. I wanna live a longer life."

I saw my life flash before my eyes. I saw my parents as they hugged me. I saw my siblings pull me into tight embraces. I saw my parents fighting. I saw myself being born. All of it. I saw my entire life.

I then felt my heart stop as I took my last breath.