It was the دن of my birthday. I wished for only one thing. A darling little... Litwick. Imagine my anticipation when I saw a pokeball wrapped in ribbons on سب, سب سے اوپر of a small pile if presents. I hadn't asked for much. All I ever wanted was a Litwick. My life would be complete. I decided to save the pokeball for last, considering I knew what was in it. I carefully unwrapped each present and placed them one سے طرف کی one in another pile, gratefully thanking my parents. I picked up the pokeball and took a deep breath, then slowly said, "Litwick, I choose you!" There was a bright flash of white light as a round shaped formed in the middle of our living room. The light faded and I saw what the pokemon really was. It wasn't a Litwick.