I soared across the rooftops with unspeakable speed as the rain pounded the ground around me and the thunder roared.

I came to a screeching haunt at the edge of a building and felt the concrete dig into my paws. I leaned over the edge and watched the city lights twinkle and listened to the cars blare their horns and smell the sweet smell of hobo. I let out a howl and started to round back towards my apartment with one thought screaming in my head.

"I'm back baby!"

November 29, 2013

It had been a total of 4 years since I had been back home, but it somehow seemed like a decade had passed. I missed my family, I missed my home, and I missed my guys. I left without so much as a farewell, I felt a familiar ache in my stomach just thinking about it.

I needed to see them.

I had been putting it off ever since I got back , I knew what I had to do but that didn't make it any easier. Years had passed I'm not the same 15 year old I was when I left, and they sure as hell haven't forgotten what I did all those years ago, but I needed to explain what happened , what caused me to run, to flee.

I finally made it back to my apartment and the cracking of bones and joints I knew all to well began as I transformed back to my mundane self. I walked through my room to my walk in closet, my white fuzzy rug soft between my toes, as I began to flip through the assortment of clothes I now called mine it dawned on me exactly how different from my old self I had become. I grabbed a pair of darkwash skinny jeans a gray sweater a black and white scarf my leather jacket, and to top it all off my black combat boots. I quickly got dressed and made my way to my full length mirror.

Gone was my frizzy short haired head and baby fat, gone was my pre teen acne prone skin and look of insecurity in my brown eyes. Instead in it's place was a young women with long dark brown straight hair whom had grown into her slender body and whose skin was now a clear complexion and whose eyes now sparkled with a gleam of confidence.

Hot damn puberty deserves a medal and a trip to Vegas

I quickly grabbed my phone and knife from the small kitchen and slipped the window in the living room up and took a deep breath.

" Here we go, I'm going home"

Soooo? It's short I know I know but I did it on purpose! Next ones a biggie though .. that's right put out your torches and toss your pitchforks at some other chick!

Much love

~Kat