After I figure out that he's speaks a different language I felt even more lonely, so I sit in a corner away from him and start to cry again. After 3 minutes of crying I stayed in the corner for another 2. The cat boy comes up to me laughing and says "Why are you crying I said I speak English!". I stand up slap him and then slide into bed where I take a nap for minute to make me feel better. I wake up and decide to have a conversation with cat boy since I felt better.
I look around, but he was gone! so step out of bed and something grabs my foot I fall down and start to scream. For when I looked at what had me it was a human hand, but the thing under the bed was not human! It's eyes were glowing!