~~~~~ I think today’s the weirdest day of my life. Perhaps also the worst, considering my current location... Let me explain. All of this started- wait, am I talking to myself again? Oh, it’s not like anyone can hear me anyway. So, it all started this morning... I was minding my own business as usual, when something hit me from behind. I hadn’t even turned around that I suddenly felt really weird. I closed my eyes for a second and when I opened them, I was trapped in a sphere. A thing you need to know about me is that I’m claustrophobic and easily panicking. Thus I quickly started freaking out and it was worse when I realised I was in a pokéball. Us, Pokémon of the Red Meadow (how do they call it already? ula-something meadow?), didn’t know much about humans; though we did know that some of them were called trainers and used pokéballs to catch Pokémon. They can also attack with their caught Pokémon who often seem to like them and follow their orders. All that knowledge came from the rare times when some of us tried to approach trainers; some came back to share what they discovered, however many came back hurt and some didn’t come back at all. While my mind was imagining all kind of situations from brainwashing to being eaten, something hid the light that was coming from the blue and yellow part of the pokéball and it felt like the ball was lifted up. I tried to make myself as inconspicuous as possible when a giant human showed up, looking at me. Why was it so big? I was squishing myself on the ball’s side as hard as if I wanted to fuse with it when the human suddenly stared at something I couldn’t see, looking surprised. Then it dropped my pokéball. I think I collapsed at this moment, because all I remember is opening my eyes and seeing from what I thinkwas the ground "my" human staying still with its hands raised and a scared look on its face. Another one, its clothes all black with a weird rainbow-colored symbol, was searching the scared human’s bag and taking almost all the objects that it could find. It saw my pokéball and stopped ; I was lifted up again and though I couldn’t really see anything because it happened too fast, I think it put me in another bag. Since that moment, I haven’t seen any kind of light. My fertile imagination eventually went through every single possible explanation it could find and even though being trapped in a ball was and is still very uncomfortable for my claustrophobic self, I was so tired that I fell asleep. I’ve just waken up but I’ve been keeping my eyes closed. I still have no idea of where I am nor why this is happening. Yet I’m not really interested in reminding my claustrophobic brain that I’m trapped with no apparent escaping and/or seeing my friends again possibility; and I’m actually pretty afraid of what I could see.
