It’s official, as I am writing this, it is the 50 day of my daily writing. I remember when my dad told me to do this writing project for 365 days. And I heard that my sister did it when she was in high school so I agreed. However, I was pretty skeptical with the idea of writing a post everyday for 365 days. I was never the best a writing, and when I would write, it would be very random and it won’t have a proper story plot. I won’t show any of the stories since I can’t find them, but I do remember one story where it had a Pikachu and a Bulbasaur…and yes, both of those are Pokemon. It also had a king cobra, now in Pokemon, there is no such thing as real animals, if you want to have a dog in Pokemon, you have to choose a random name, and some powers that the dog has. Anyways, here is how the story went…by the way, I don’t remember how the story went, so some parts will be me trying to find out what I said.

Once upon a time, there was a Bulbasaur, who was inside his house when suddenly there was a knocking on the door, Bulbasaur answered the door to find Pikachu, who said, “Bulbasaur, I was just outside in my yard, when I saw a snake, and it was looking at me, and it had a U shape, on its back, I think its a King Cobra!” Bulbasaur knew the situation and said that he will come to the yard to work out his plan. When he came to the yard, he had a small trap and some cheese for the cobra. Pikachu looked at it confused and said, “Bulbasaur, this trap is so basic, any animal will be able to get through this trap.” Bulbasaur said, “Pikachu, Pikachu, you didn’t let me press this button.” When he pressed the button, the basic trap became a super, mega, large, amazing, epic, best trap. Soon the cobra came and spotted the cheese and went to eat it. Then, the trap was on the cobra, Bulbasaur and Pikachu cheered in victory, but then saw that the cobra was crying. The cobra said, “I just wanted some food, I am starving, and now you’re going to send me away?” Pikachu and Bulbasaur realized their mistake so they called the animal control, to take the cobra back to his home, and they all lived happily ever after. The End. This story was written when I was 7 or 8 years old. I’d say that its pretty random, but I hope you guys like it.