Because I grew up alone and avoided everyone my age since they were jerks to me, it was kind of understandable I never learned the concept of love before I became a Pokemon trainer. Even though I didn't know much about love, I knew completely well that my mom needed more love than me."
"After I became six years old, my mom thought I was old enough to be by myself. The moment she said that is the moment I burst out the front door. Even though I never had any human friends, I did befriend the Pokemon of the forest that is near the town. I had a blast playing with them all day, everyday. I had fun each day, but my least favorite part of the day is coming back home because... that is when I always find my mom crying."
"Everytime I come home, I will always hear my mom crying in her room and I would be in her room in no time flat and give her a hug to make her feel better. I didn't know what she was crying about and she wouldn't tell me even when I asked. Each day, I grew curious, wondering what she was crying about. This went on for almost a year, I think. Anyway, one day I was out later than usual for what reason I forgot and when I got home that day, something was different."
"My mom was mad. Mad at a picture which she was yelling at. Hearing her scream made me scared and it made me wonder if she was the same person. When I went into her room and ask why she was yelling, she looked at me surprised. Even though I saw hate in her eyes, I saw more sadness. She put away the picture and just hug me. That had to longest hug I ever had. After that, she told me to clean up while she makes dinner."
"I was about to clean myself up, but I was too focused on that picture. So I waited in the bathroom to hear my mom go to the kitchen. Once I was certain she was there, I sneaked out the bathroom and into her room. I looked everywhere in her room without disturbing anything, but I found nothing."