Undesirables - 2014 Pokemon Watty Awards 2nd place winner for Short Story

"It's such a sad book that I never expected to make me cry..."

"How Serena connects this book to bullying is really sad, but very well done."

"I LOVE this story! I must admit, it is very good. I loved the ending."

"THE FEELS, MAN! THE FEELS! WHY SO MANY FEELS?!"

~Beloved Readers of "Undesirables."

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SLAM!

The little girl dashed out of her school building with tears welling up in her eyes, slamming the door right behind her. She was overwhelmed with sadness, sobbing uncontrollably as she ran away.

She ran.

And she ran.

And she ran.

She didn't dare look back, and she just kept running. How could they be so mean? So cruel? So...heartless?

"Am I really that undesirable...?" The eight-year-old girl sobbed, wiping at her eyes with her shirt sleeve.

She dashed through the empty streets of her small town, making her way to the beach that Vermillion City was built right next to. The wind blew her long caramel hair back as she ran, and her lavendar eyes were filled to the top with her pained tears.

"Are you really that stupid? Everyone knows that Dragon-types don't effect Fairy-types!"

"Hah! You're a moron! An ugly moron!"

"You're worthless. Why are you even here?"

"No one likes you, you know. You may as well go home right now."

"All of us would be better off if you just disappeared off of the face of the Earth."

"Worthless!"

"Stupid!"

"Friendless!"

"Hideous!"

"Undesirable!"

"Hiromi Avaron, you are undesirable."

Undesirable. Undesirable. Undesirable. Undesirable. Undesirable. Undesirable.

That same word echoed throughout Hiromi's mind in a haunting way, and the voices in her head just wouldn't stop. They were laughing...they were laughing at her. They all hated her.

Her classmates all hated her...

They hated everything about her. Her hair, her eyes, how she talked, how she walked, how she laughed, how she cried... They picked on her, they insulted her, they bullied her. They never respected her, not once.

Kids are cruel.

Hiromi stopped at a fork in the road, looking left and right. If she went right, that would take her to the beach. If she went left, that would take her back home. Should she go home? Mom and dad wouldn't be there... They never were. They were always too busy working.

The little girl began sprinting towards the beach, taking the path to the right. She sobbed and ran as fast as her feet would take her. The clicks from her dressy school shoes erupted through the air upon hitting the cobblestone ground, echoing throughout the ghost town. All of the kids were still in Trainer School, with the exception of those who skipped class today, and the adults were at work.

"Why do they have to be so mean...?" Hiromi mumbled to herself, not even bothering to hold back the tears now.

Pretty soon her feet began running across sand instead of cobblestone, making a crunching sound with each step. The ocean came into view, and the low tide waves were crashing onto the shore. The sun was high up in the sky, signaling that it was around noon.

"I'm never going back..." Hiromi whispered to herself, feeling physically sick from her sadness and despair.

She was never going back.

Never.