literally the biggest scorpion ive ever seen came crawling into my room, im having cold sweats thinking abt what would've happened if i didn't see him. i put on a pair of sandals ready for attack but i knew this mere chainmail of a sandal would do no good so i switched for diamond armor (my moms rain boots that are 2 sizes too small). i came back and the fucker was gone so i grabbed my sandals and threw them at my work clothes piled up on the floor. he didn't budge so i approached with a jabbing method and he came back with an angry pep in his step. i got so scared i ran across the house in my tiny, unlaces boots and woke my dad up hoping for back up (he simply told me to step on it and went back to sleep).
i went back to the trench and found the beast making an escape route to its hidey hole (my closet). i couldn't bare this happening any longer to i gathered all my courage and with a racing heart i walked over to him and stepped on him just like that. he literally left a puddle of blood on my carpet, ive never seen a bugs organs so detailed. i made sure that he was unrecognizable just in case he has a clan with photographic memory. he will lay in the corner of my room till morning and i will try not to think of the idea that more heinous morsels might lie in the dark corners of my closet.
i dont know why or how i conjured this story from this three minute event but i had to rant about it.
xoxo
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