I'm a strange kid named Victor. "Victor, your going to be late for school!" My mother called for me outside. I was admiring a Pokémon Handbook. I was on the page that had Cyndaquil. He has always been my favorite I closed the book and stuffed it in my Bookbag. "Victor!" My mom yelled again. "I'm coming" I said. I got up and I was walking down the hall when my brother opened the door hitting me in the face. I blacked out.
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I woke up not feeling normal or not remembering anything that had just happened. I got up and looked around. "Where am I...?" I thought. I noticed a riolu picking berries off a bush. I study my Pokémon... This was like a dream come true a Pokémon world. I walked over to the Riolu. It looked at me strangely. "Hi I'm Victor" the riolu just kept looking at me strange. "Oh sorry Pokémon can't talk" I laughed.
I turned around to leave. "What do you mean Pokémon can't talk your a Pokémon yourself..." Said a voice. I turned around. "Did you hear something?" I asked the riolu. "Yes that was me..." He said to me. "Wait you can talk to me that's awesome! I'm the only in the world who can understand Pokémon!!!" I yelled.
"Humans?" He said puzzled. "Your not a human" he told me. I laughed "what do you think I am?" I asked. "A Cyndaquil." He told me. I was really confused.
I checked my body... "I-I'm a Cyndaquil that's-" " awesome, incredible, amazing" he continued for me. "Yes!!" I yelled.
