You know when the sky is such a deep, wine red that you can practically taste it? When the stars are just about to blanket themselves over the Earth like a protective dome from the Heavens? And when the world is at a certain peace, and there is just enough cool breeze to refresh your soul? This was when Jessie liked to take long walks down a lonely, dirt path that winded down a meadow. A meadow of crisp, golden wheat, like an ocean of copper. Where Jessie had first seen a Pokemon with her mom. But that was so many years ago! As Jessie walked down the path, she felt a certain inner peace. For some odd reason, she felt in control of her life. Now this may sound strange, we see Jessie as the controlling, mallet carrying abusive one. But no. She was not that person. The inner her, was a just a dieing child screaming to be free of this mean, steel-hearted Diva we all know as Jessie. But Jessie was afraid to let it out. Afraid it would hurt her again. She lay down on the grass, and stare up at the stars, the little gems studded in the sky, watching upon her. The stars certainly, Jessie was sure she would never touch in her life. She had a living Hell on Earth. God! How much she wanted to soar, soar high above the mountains, the world, beyond the sea like the majestic Pidgeots she had seen, without trainers. Without dictators. Without lovelives. She started to cry, which turned into sobbing, and finally , the worst of all. Silence. Her mind was going crazy. It was throbbing with all of the pressures and torments she had inside of her, huddled up like a scared puppy inside of her very soul. She had flirted with suicide before. Suicide at some times, seemed to be a doormat with the words "Welcome" written on them. But suicide would probably only deepen her problems. Thinking a great deal about her life, she stared harder up into the stars. She noticed that the stars had spaces between them. Spaces. Gaps. Just like her life right now. But even with these little "imperfections" with them, the sky looked absolutely beautiful, like a jewel studded ball room dress of black silk that sparlkled like a million cat eyes.
