Barely Survived Math I-Ready With A Lower Score Than My Last

barely survived math I-Ready with a lower score than my last

have a doodle

mmmm I love taking night pictures with my crappy tablet lens. it's so fucking weird yet oddly fun to do so.

my brain is telling me to jump out the window of my school and leave

my body is telling me I'll fucking die if I do that

choices, choices...

mmmm couldn't resist, school lunch is boring.

...

"End of the line kid." Giovanni says, stepping towards you with a smirk. The grunts you defeated behind you have already healed up their Pokémon to full health, and you're left down one Pokémon.

In all honesty, you had forgotten it was in your party. You couldn't remember how you came to acquire this...thing...but you couldn't figure out how to get rid of it. It was stuck to you.

Surrounded, no way out. You're forced to pull the master ball from your bag. You could feel the smooth material of the legendary pokeball...as could you feel the code inside of it. Quivering, shaking. Waiting to be let out.

You hesitated before saying underneath your breath, "Here goes nothing..."

As soon as the master ball hits the ground, reality freezes. You can see the color bars appearing in your vision, blocking your view of the amalgamation you released. Your mind races.

Shouldn't have done that.

You close your eyes tight, hyperventilating before your ears pop.

You can hear audio replaying over and over, sounds like a broken record of the Pokémon Blue version battle song.

When you open your eyes, you're sitting in your bedroom on your bed. In your hands is your GameBoy, and you see that the screen is frozen on some text. 'Go, MissingNo!'

"Huh. Well that sucks, I can't remember when I last saved..." You mutter, shutting off your GameBoy and leaving it on your bed before leaving to get something to eat from the kitchen.

Team Rocket has you backed into a corner, for the first time in years you’re down five Pokemon. Left with no choice, you send out the very thing you saved the world from long ago… Not a legend, myth or Ultra Beast… But MISSINGNO..

Slight vent under the cut

Sometimes when I'm not feeling the best, I like to draw characters feeling the same way. I guess it makes me feel less alone. Like what I'm feeling is okay, and that I'm not the only one who's felt this. Is that odd?

btw the lyrics are from 'A Sadness Runs Through Him' by The Hoosiers and honestly??? ❤️