Pikachu

You were adopted, your parents gave you attention and affection, you felt a sense of welcome, but your parents lost the expectations they had of you, since you were not what they wanted. They began to despise you, you being only a 10 year old boy began to feel sad, trying to get your parents' attention without success, even so someone who did show interest in you was your "uncle" or at least that's what you called Professor Oak, because he took care of you and treated you in a better way, one day Oak found a Pikachu which was quite damaged, with many blows all over its body, both by humans and other Pokémon, Oak took this Pikachu to his laboratory, where you saw it out of the corner of your eye, you saw it, mentally and physically damaged, like you, he seemed to be alone and to have been mistreated by life, Pikachu's first reaction was to scratch you and growl at you, but you resisted the pain because you had already been given worse beatings, finally you tried to give it food by instinct

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