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Disclaimer: I dont own Power Rangers. They are Sabans. <o:p> </o:p>

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Pink thoughts<o:p> </o:p> Eva<o:p> </o:p>

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I had never thought my life would be so turned upside down. <o:p> </o:p>

I mean, I have seen things today where I thought from that they could exist. <o:p> </o:p>

And now, when there is danger for Angel Grove I put my hand behind my back, pull it back and call Pterodactyl. <o:p> </o:p>

Yesterday I was normal girl in freshman class. Today I am a Power Ranger, the Pink Ranger. <o:p> </o:p>

But let me tell you what happened today.<o:p> </o:p>

After school I was in the Youth Center when the ground started to shake. I was with my friends at the table and I just had practiced my gymnastics. I was just relaxing and feeling myself perfectly fine.<o:p> </o:p>

Suddenly we were lifted into the sky, in colored beams. We landed in a place full with technical gizmos. Man, Billy must have thought he was in heaven. <o:p> </o:p>

Then a robot waddled up to us. He said his name was Alpha 5. And as you can guess Billy was again delighted. I was just confused.   <o:p> </o:p>

Then we met Zordon. He told that Rita Repulsa, a space witch, had been released. I thought he was crazy. We got our morphers and he told us about a Zord. Mine was a Pterodactyl.<o:p> </o:p>

A little button inside me snapped. I had had it. I wasnt cut out to be a Power Ranger. I wanted to become a world-famous gymnast. Together we left the Command Center. <o:p> </o:p>

But there, outside in the desert, something happened and that changed my mind pretty quick. We were attacked by some clay creatures. Man, they were ugly. At first we managed to defend ourselves, but then we all landed on a big hope on the ground. <o:p> </o:p>

Jason got up and put his hand behind his back. Then he called Tyrannosaurus  In a flash red light he was covered in some red armour. I decided to do the same. <o:p> </o:p>

I put my hand behind my back, pulled it back and called Pterodactyl. After a pink flash of light I was clad in pink armour. It felt great. Pure energy flowed through my veins. <o:p> </o:p>

And then we were able to kick some butt. It really felt great. Later I even could fly my Zord. The others were on the ground, but I was in the air. I have never felt so free. We battled Goldar, a henchman of Rita.<o:p> </o:p>

After the battle we got back to Command Center. Zordon asked us if we wanted to be Power Rangers. We all accepted, I after a joke. We got the rules and other tips. <o:p> </o:p>

Standing before the mirror I put my hand behind my back, pull it back and call Pterodactyl.<o:p> </o:p>

When my body is being covered with armor this thought played trough my mind:<o:p> </o:p>

My friend Trini Kwan is the Yellow Ranger, my friend Billy Cranston is the Blue Ranger, my friend Zack is the Black Ranger and my friend Jason Lee Scott is the Red Ranger. And I, Kimberly Hart, am the Pink Ranger.        xt±R