Pokemon Creepypasta- Banette
If only I didn't take that doll
If only I didn't throw it away
If only, if only
It was lovely day, and I was sitting in my room, playing with my dolls. I loved to collect dolls. Plush dolls, especially. There was that Charizard one, and the Zigzagoon one, all of them were Pokemon dolls. All except one. It was a weird gray one, with big yellow eyes that stared at me. And the mouth that's just a zip.
I had tried unzipping the zip, and found a piece of candy there. I ate it, and it tasted bitter. Horribly bitter. One of the reasons I hated that doll. I stuffed stones into the zip and flung it to one corner. I would call it
Banette. An ugly name, suited for a despicable doll like this.
I left it at the corner for months, until I received my first Pokemon. It was a Rattata. I simply adored it, and brought it up to my room. When it came up, the first thing it did was throw Banette a disgusted look. It loathed Banette too. I walked over and picked it up, feeling the