"Coward," Caroline said to herself, and she began to walk to route one. The thing she hated most about being blind was that everyone had too much sympathy for her. She knew how to defend herself, talk for herself, and has her own way of seeing. Everyone would always feel guilty about fighting or arguing with someone who has a phsyical disadvantage, and she would still fight back. But it might as well be everyone's weakness, who would expect someone like her to pack a punch.
After a bit of walking, Caroline could feel viabrations of tree roots bouncing back to her. I must be at route 1, now she thought. She knew that Jeff was there, but she ignored him and walked off into the forest. That was when she began to wonder why she became a pokemon trainer in the first place.
I only joined because it sounded fun. But now, it seems like there's a bit more to it than just fighting. I guess I need more of a motive... She began to think about the recent events, Of course! I'll just become the champion to prove that I'm not helpless or weak! Take that, Jeff! It seemed like a good motive, but whether it was going to work was a different situation.