Feb 3, 2016, 07:59 AM
HI!
Well I have to say for me it started long ago...
When Red and Blue were released. I loved it and I had a pretty Berry gameboy color. I hadn't been able to play it but I watched my friends play it everyday. My parents were very giving but also believed in hard work earns you things. Later on, the yellow version was announced and I annoyed my mom day and night to get it for me for Christmas. She agreed since I had been doing great at Math (which I severely struggled with and gave me great anxiety). I was super excited! I went with her since she had no idea what "pokey-man" looked like :D. She bought it though I had to wait for Christmas to open it. So my parents went to a company Christmas Eve party and I was mature and responsible enough to be left alone at home. (I think I was eleven). So I sat in the living room floor next to the x-mas tree and watched episodes of Pokémon. One episode fascinated me. The Pi-Kahuna. After the episode was done I knew my pikachu would be named Pooka. I loved Pikachu and the sea. As soon as my parents got home I was allowed to open my presents. I hugged them, thanked them and ran to my room. Popped fresh new batteries in my gbc and played until the Sun came out and the batteries ran out. It will always be my most cherished memory of Pokémon. The reason I want this Mew is because Game Stops were I live are closing and aren't giving the codes away. In Pokémon Yellow I had a mew until a girl using my gameboy decide to overwrite my save data... I keep playing though Yellow holds a special place in my heart. It also reminds me of child-like innocence. I am 27 now. In a crappy job, struggling to make ends meet with more bills to pay than ever though happily married and still with a happy and positive attitude over all the great memories made with Pokémon that I hope I will share one day with my children and remind them that not everything is going to go as expected but there will always be something to make you smile and ease your stress.
Well I have to say for me it started long ago...
When Red and Blue were released. I loved it and I had a pretty Berry gameboy color. I hadn't been able to play it but I watched my friends play it everyday. My parents were very giving but also believed in hard work earns you things. Later on, the yellow version was announced and I annoyed my mom day and night to get it for me for Christmas. She agreed since I had been doing great at Math (which I severely struggled with and gave me great anxiety). I was super excited! I went with her since she had no idea what "pokey-man" looked like :D. She bought it though I had to wait for Christmas to open it. So my parents went to a company Christmas Eve party and I was mature and responsible enough to be left alone at home. (I think I was eleven). So I sat in the living room floor next to the x-mas tree and watched episodes of Pokémon. One episode fascinated me. The Pi-Kahuna. After the episode was done I knew my pikachu would be named Pooka. I loved Pikachu and the sea. As soon as my parents got home I was allowed to open my presents. I hugged them, thanked them and ran to my room. Popped fresh new batteries in my gbc and played until the Sun came out and the batteries ran out. It will always be my most cherished memory of Pokémon. The reason I want this Mew is because Game Stops were I live are closing and aren't giving the codes away. In Pokémon Yellow I had a mew until a girl using my gameboy decide to overwrite my save data... I keep playing though Yellow holds a special place in my heart. It also reminds me of child-like innocence. I am 27 now. In a crappy job, struggling to make ends meet with more bills to pay than ever though happily married and still with a happy and positive attitude over all the great memories made with Pokémon that I hope I will share one day with my children and remind them that not everything is going to go as expected but there will always be something to make you smile and ease your stress.
