Black Cat

Black Cat-6

I’m Going to Tell her the truth… But when

I have a vivid imagination that really does come to life in my dreams, I’ve taken myself to far off places, castles that sit atop clouds, men made of mountains, and the hero always dies. The worst part was, I always knew I had to wake up sometime and leave the places I visited.

Never did I think that I would eventually have to wake up from a boring dream of a reality I once detested and have to live in a fantasy. I mean I had hoped and wished for this, but the reality of the situation was much more frightening than I was prepared for.

Then again I think everybody at a low point in their life wishes for that fantasy world in their head to come to life and sweep them away.

When I woke up to my alarm going off for school my body moved on its own accord leaving behind my mind in it sleep state. I moved in the darkness of my room, shutting the alarm off, getting dressed in bell bottom blue jeans and a blue and white striped sailor shirt, topping it all off with my black corset jacket.

I zipped it up to cover the three finger gap that showed my belly from where the jeans came to and the shirt started. The shirt was a little small, it was actually one of my childhood shirts that I had kept around for the purpose of wearing it.

My hand slid up along the wall by my door hitting the light switch, the light blinded my tired eyes and I winced cringing from it. I turned and looked at my bed, Balto sat in the middle like he apparently always does his tail wrapped around his front paws, ears perked and head straight.

“Morning Bo” I murmured running my hands through my hair.

Why was I getting up this morning I felt like hell in a hand basket…? Oh well what better way to feel going to high school.

“Good morning Sybelle” I stopped in my tracks at the deep response, I glanced back at my radio seeing it had been turned off in my half asleep state.

Which left- him.

“No” I hissed glancing at Balto who had turned to face me.

“No what Sybelle?” I watched him speak his mouth moving awkwardly to form human words, but he still spoke. My chest clenched and I backed away from him my back hitting my closet doors giving me something to lean against as I slid to the ground.

“You-You… Speak!” I screeched my voice going up into those cringing pitches.

He nodded his head rising to all fours and walking forward jumping from the bed to land in front of me.

“Yes Sybelle I speak. Are you sure you will be well enough to attend school today?” He asked pacing a half circle around me sniffing at my legs and hands.

My heart slowed in my chest as my brain crunched the facts trying to make sense of what I was seeing and hearing. My vision was getting blurry the more I tried to understand. What was going on? Had I been swept up and dropped in Underland at some point during the night. Was a little oddly proportioned woman come running out scream ‘Off With Her Head!’

I really truly hoped so, otherwise this whole situation was not going to end well. I wanted to cry but what would that accomplish, I could just get up and leave but then I would be stuck thinking about it all day. I didn’t know what to do and my mind was starting to crash because nothing made sense anymore.

“Um… I should. I’m mean I’ve felt worse I guess” I murmured rubbing the back of my neck.

“No, you shouldn’t stress yourself. Coughing blood is hardly a good sign. Back in bed, you can afford to miss the first two periods of the day”