Chapter 3 - Now It's My Turn
Submitted September 12, 2012 Updated September 17, 2012 Status Incomplete | his name is momo and this is his life (p.s) i am rewriting this due how having read it again i can see the errors so if there is any comments or help you can give me with this i would really be greatful
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Chapter 3 - Now It's My Turn
Chapter 3 - Now It's My Turn
Nearly 4 long years have past since that day. A day that one son left and the other came home stronger than he had left. Momo has been counting down the days until his 14th birthday and can stop pretending and finally start his pokemon adventure. Even tho Donzo left its feels like he is still here be it from Momo's excitement from the letters he gets to the phone calls from his brother, all of this has been really made Momo come out of his shell,
the day finally arrived Momo's 14th birthday, he woke up and ran so fast out the door he forgot he was still in his blue one piece pj's, he ran down the road to the pokemon lab to get his pokemon just like his brother did 4 years earlier, but as soon as he got to the lab a cold shutter ran down his back and he froze, unable to move a swift feeling of that lonely ness and inferiority kicked in, time seemed to keep moving but Momo did not, he eventually turned around and walked home.
His mother was waiting for him with joy, waiting to see his face as he walked in a pokemon trainer, but what she saw was a scared kid, it was like the last 4 years were undone and all the progress Momo made was gone and the quite child had come back around, he walked up to his room not saying a word,
days past and Momo refused to leave his room, a week after the incident Momo got a knock on the door "go away" he said a familiar voice replayed "is that anyway to talk to your bother, open the door and give me a hug" Momo's whole face lit up as he ran to the door and his eyes watered up while hugging Donzo,
"sit down we need to talk Momo" Donzo said, they both moved over to Momo's bed and began chatting about Donzo's adventuress, the people he met and his new pokemon, the talk eventually moved on to what happened with Momo at the lab, "so what happened" he asked, Momo head fell "i don't know, i just froze i started to think what if i fail, what if i cant raise my pokemon right....." Donzo cut him off mid sentence "but Momo there is no right way, there is the way that id right for you." He said as he put his arm around Momo,
There mother called them for lunch "been a long time since i heard that" Donzo joked, they both went down stairs, after lunch Donzo had chat with mam, Momo was in the living room, Donzo walked in with a serious look on his face "so Momo i need to ask you something? how serious are you about being a pokemon trainer" Momo looked up and answered "very its what i want, i just need to get over what happened" Donzo smiled "well in that case its time for me to give you your present. i have cleared it with mam and i want you to come with me when i leave tomorrow" Momo looked confused "if you are as serious as you say then lets make it happen together...." Before he could finish the sentence Momo had jumped up and hugged him, "that's a yes then" smiling.
(little did Momo know that the reason his brother came home was because his mam called him and asked if he could have a chat with Momo and see if he could convince him to go)
the day finally arrived Momo's 14th birthday, he woke up and ran so fast out the door he forgot he was still in his blue one piece pj's, he ran down the road to the pokemon lab to get his pokemon just like his brother did 4 years earlier, but as soon as he got to the lab a cold shutter ran down his back and he froze, unable to move a swift feeling of that lonely ness and inferiority kicked in, time seemed to keep moving but Momo did not, he eventually turned around and walked home.
His mother was waiting for him with joy, waiting to see his face as he walked in a pokemon trainer, but what she saw was a scared kid, it was like the last 4 years were undone and all the progress Momo made was gone and the quite child had come back around, he walked up to his room not saying a word,
days past and Momo refused to leave his room, a week after the incident Momo got a knock on the door "go away" he said a familiar voice replayed "is that anyway to talk to your bother, open the door and give me a hug" Momo's whole face lit up as he ran to the door and his eyes watered up while hugging Donzo,
"sit down we need to talk Momo" Donzo said, they both moved over to Momo's bed and began chatting about Donzo's adventuress, the people he met and his new pokemon, the talk eventually moved on to what happened with Momo at the lab, "so what happened" he asked, Momo head fell "i don't know, i just froze i started to think what if i fail, what if i cant raise my pokemon right....." Donzo cut him off mid sentence "but Momo there is no right way, there is the way that id right for you." He said as he put his arm around Momo,
There mother called them for lunch "been a long time since i heard that" Donzo joked, they both went down stairs, after lunch Donzo had chat with mam, Momo was in the living room, Donzo walked in with a serious look on his face "so Momo i need to ask you something? how serious are you about being a pokemon trainer" Momo looked up and answered "very its what i want, i just need to get over what happened" Donzo smiled "well in that case its time for me to give you your present. i have cleared it with mam and i want you to come with me when i leave tomorrow" Momo looked confused "if you are as serious as you say then lets make it happen together...." Before he could finish the sentence Momo had jumped up and hugged him, "that's a yes then" smiling.
(little did Momo know that the reason his brother came home was because his mam called him and asked if he could have a chat with Momo and see if he could convince him to go)
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