Well, this is it my friend. Its been a long, tough road for the both of us, but…listen up, okay? Because this is the last you’ll ever hear from me. From the moment I met you, I was jealous of you. Everyone seemed to like you more, because you were the shy boy that never got into trouble or did anything wrong. I was always seen as annoying, because I was so fast paced. And you know why I was so fast paced? I was always trying to do things, always trying to train and be better, trying to be better than you because I was always in your shadow. I really care about you, even though I may not act like it. Your the closest friend I ever had, everyone else abandoned me because I was too busy for their liking. You are everything that I’m not, your like the brother that everyone admires. I wish you luck in your future, because I don’t have one anymore. My hand is shaking as I write this because truly, I’m scared. I’m scared of dying because death doesn’t have you in it, but death is the only place I can go now, there’s no point in living anymore if I’m not going to go anywhere. Dad will be disappointed in me…and maybe you will be, too. But…you can have my pokemon, I’m leaving them on the front doorstep of my house. Don’t try to come over here and stop me, because you will be too late, only to arrive at a gruesome sight. Believe me…you don’t want to see that. You know how I am, Lucas. My death is going to be quick…just like me. I’m aiming the gun at my head, and my hand is on the trigger. I’m going to get my pokemon to mail this to you, I hope this message gets to you so you don’t have to see me… goodbye, forever, Lucas. Good luck on being champion… I love you.