i 'accidentally' killed a bedbug...

The last week had been hell.

Monday.

I awoke from my slumber, being greeted instantly by the warm rays of the sun shining in through my bedroom window. It was a wonderful morning. I skipped my way to school, dancing to the songs of the birds that sang in the trees. I could feel deep in my heart that this was only the start of a fantastic day.

But as soon as I stepped foot in my classroom, I knew that all hope I had of a good day was meaningless. sitting in my seat was none other than a filthy bedbug. I marched up to it and screamed at it, demanding it to tell me what the hell it was thinking sitting in MY seat! But no matter how much I yelled, all it did was silently smile back. 

Soon the teacher had to interfere and told me that due to my seat being occupied, I had to move! ME!?! WHY ME?!?!?

Even worse, my new seat was in the very front, when my old seat was in the back! UGH!

So, I carried myself to the front, and as I did, from the corner of my eye I could see that fiend chuckling to itself. The joy in its eyes made my blood boil.

Tuesday.

Usually, I actually really like Tuesdays. 

This is because this is the only day of the week that they serve melted chicken for lunch! So as soon as the bell rang I ran straight to the lunch hall and lined up. Apparently, I wasn't fast enough because when I got there the place was flooded with people.

After waiting for like, FOREVER, I was FINALLY served my lunch. 

I ran straight to my friends, but when I got there, you would not believe who I saw sitting there with everyone... 

IT WAS THAT STUPID BED BUG!!!

At that moment, I was full of rage. How dare my friend betray me like that by talking to that wretched bug behind my back like that, let alone befriend it! 

They said that I couldn't sit with them now that my seat was (once again) STOLEN FROM ME by that horrid bed bug.

I had to eat lunch alone from then on. 

But Y'know what? 

At least I still had chicken. 

Wednesday 

Now that my friends have ABANDONED me for some dumb bed bug, I had to make some new friends. 

So I walked up to a bunch of people, offering my hand in friendship.  But as soon as they saw my face, they would burst into laughter and walk away.

This, naturally, left me very confused, so I decided to do a little bit of (justified) eavesdropping, and to nobody's surprise...

THAT BED BUG WAS SPREADING LIES ABOUT ME!

Because according to that vermin, I harassed that revolting piece of trash and threatened to kill it!

First of all, I didn't harass anyone! All I did was repeatedly tell that bed bug how disgusting it was and make a few small comments on how much I hated it.

Secondly, I NEVER made any threats about killing! I SWAER! 

At least... I don't think I did...

WELL, I probably, most definitely DID NOT do ANYTHING of the sort,  because, unlike that filthy creature... I'M SUPER NICE AND WOULD NEVER  CAUSE ANYONE HARM >:(

Thursday

This week has going HORRIBLY.

Not only did I have no friends, but now, when I would walk past people they would scream 

"WHEN ARE YOU GONNA KILL THAT BED BUG?"

Which was then followed by immediate laughter.

Their smiling faces made my chest ache. How could everyone find such joy in despair? Did they not care about my delicate feelings?  Was my sole reason for existing to entertain them?

Whatever.

Even in all this darkness, I still had one ray of hope.

Thursdays were the days I got to see my favourite teacher! So when the bell rang for her class, I jumped out of my seat and waltzed my way into what I thought would be the one good class of the week. 

So that pesky bed nug in my seat (for like the 1000000th time) I pushed it to the ground and sat in my rightful seat. Despite everyone's looks of horror, I was feeling very pleased, I was finally standing up for myself against all those who thought they could walk all over me like a doormat! 

I looked over to my favourite teacher with a smirk on my face, sure she would be on my side, proud of me for doing what was right. To my surprise, she was furious with me! ME!

She asked what exactly I thought I was doing and even asked me to apologise to that...ugh...vermin. 

I couldn't believe it. 

My favourite teacher BETRAYED me!

Before I had the chance to yell, the stupid bug started crying.

It kept going on about "Oh, I never meant to take your seat! It was an accident! I swear! I'm so sorry if I've done anything wrong, I'm new to this country and I'm just so scared and nervous! I hope you can forgive me and we could be friends..."

blah blah blah...!

Those were OBVIOUSLY lies!

Like hell was I about to fall for those crocodile tears!

And that's EXACTLY what I told it. The sorrow look on its face was SOOOO worth it. 

Despite my heroic act of spreading the truth, I was sent to the head masters office.

I had to sit there as he screamed my head off. It was so annoying! How was everyone seriously falling for such pathetic lies? 

When I walked out of the office, everyone in the corridor froze. It was as if time had stopped.

That was when that god forbidden bed bug came and stood before me.

There was a long period of silence before it finally said

"you...really want me dead...don't you...?"

And that was when I thought that, yeah, I did.

Friday

I walked to school early that day with a grin on my face.

I knew what I had to do.

I headed straight to the science lab. I had to prepare myself for what I was bout to do.

I had asked that fiend to meet me before school started, so I had to hurry.

I put on my goggles.

I put on my gloves.

I put on my lab coat.

And then...

I got coke and mentos.

I headed straight to where I told that ghastly bug to meet and shoved the coke and mentos into its mouth, causing it to explode. 

I then ran away into the distance with the brightest smile.

They somehow figured out it was me that killed it, but I'm not quite sure how.

I didn't tell anyone about what I was going to do.

Not directly, anyways.

I mean I did repeatedly scream at the top of my lungs the day before 

"IF THAT DANMED BED BUG DIES TOMORROW, I WANT EVERYONE TO KNOW THAT IT WAS ME THAT KILLED IT!!!!!!!!!"

And then I left notes all around the school saying

"I KILLED THE BEDBUG!"

And I also left a note at the local police station saying 

"IT WAS ME! I DID IT! I KILLED IT!"

with my full name, house address, credit card information and passport.

AND I posted a video online of me dancing next to its corpse after it was found as everyone stared in horror, too scared to approach me because I was still armed.

...

But I'm sure that all has nothing to do with how they figured out it was me who did it.

It was just a lucky guess.

welp, life sucks now.

after, like, 10 minutes, being an outlaw got kinda boring. :/

Atleast they haven't caught me yet!

SORRY FOR VENTING