I was on my way home from a concert when suddenly a Charmander was on the sidewalk. "Aww what's wrong little fellow?" "Charmander", he said. He said he was lost and there was dirt all over him. He was also hungry. "Don't worry", I reassured him. "I'll take care of you." Then I carried Charmander and covered him with my coat. He had his tail lit, but merely. If it went out, Charmander would die. I took him to the vet and he stayed there for a few days. Then they released him and I bathed him and fed him. Then after awhile, he evolved into Charmeleon. Then after years and years, he evolved into Charizard and he had to be set free. He roared at me and he thanked me for rescueing him all these years ago. "No problem", I said. Then he flew away and I went to my bedroom crying. I'll never find a friend, I thought to myself. Then I remembered that even though Charizard is long gone, he'll always be in my heart.
