I wake up from my drunken daze at about 12 am. Misfit is asleep on my bed still. The same place as he was before I passed out. I wish I could run away from here forever, but I’m not going to because I don’t wanna leave Misfit behind.
I would miss him way to much. I would cry, no I’d probably die without him. I could put a collar and leash on him so he can say with me.
I throw a change of clothes, a blanket, a couple books, food, water, booze, and some food for Misfit in a bag. I go to my parents room and take their ‘hidden’ money. I crawl under the bed where there is a stack of bills amounting to 450 dollars.
I’m going to leave on Wednesday when the money gets here.
I waltz into my room and go to bed. Tomorrow is going to be the last day in the house.
I run around around the corner, I'm gasping for breath. I was just running from a rabid dog. It almost bit me Misfit is safe in my pouch. He seems scared, but we'll be alright he is a strong little cat.. I slump down on the ground "I'm scared too Misfit. I'm very scared."
I jolt awake safe at home in my bed. That's all a dream. Thank god. I'm sweating a bit. I go and take a hot shower. The last hot shower for a long long time. I start singing "so long to all my friends everyone of them met tragic ends. I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss them all tonight."