I lay there.
Feeling as full as a glass with water to the brim. I starve myself, then fill my self until I'll puke the overload.
I can't believe I spent it all.
No, I have some doggy cases with food in them. But just a little. Eventually, they kicked me out.
So I just lay here.
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The night sky swept on the city.
I was sleeping for a long time. I've never taken a nap in my life. I vowed to myself when I was 12, if I'm going to take a nap it has to be between 10pm to 8am. No waking up.
But since I was wide awake, I had a lot of time to kill.
A quote that Panic AT! the Disco said in I write Sins Not Tragedies:
I can't help but here an exchanging of words.
I walk and realize how many things are happening tonight. So many people. So many thoughts, dreams... I feel sorry for myself when I realize they have somewhere to go tonight.
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I actually realize that I'm really far from the City.
Ooh! I may be in Connecticut.
A car zooms past me and I notice someone familiar in the drivers seat.
It was Dad.
So I followed the car. I'm gonna kill him. That's what I'll do. Kill him!
He was driving exceptionally fast. So I ran.
And ran and ran.
Until he pulled up into a driveway. His house was quaint, cute, kind of. There were barn doors, dead plants and two or three windows her blocked off.
I caught my breath behind a bush right under a window.
I heard dad scream from inside: "Honey, I'm home." And he laughed softly.
Honey!?
I popped my head up and saw a little boy walking towards the window.
"It's hot in here, I'm opening them up!" He said and reached for the windows.
I ducked quickly.
But I'm pretty sure he saw the bushes move.
"Dad! There's some raccoons out there!"
"I'll go check." Dad said.
Oh shit.
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