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debikm ([personal profile] debikm) wrote2008-05-28 08:25 pm
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Writer's Block: Creepy Crawlies

[Error: unknown template qotd]When I was a teenager, my parent's porch was wood-panelled and, being in Florida, we had roaches. BIG roaches. Big FLYING roaches (That detail will be important later).
I would go on a killing spree from time to time, spraying with mad glee, trying to exterminate as many as I could without poisoning myself. One of the bastards, in a kamikaze attack, flew at my head. I ducked, make the appropriate girly-screechy sounds and continued my murderous quest for a few more minutes. A little while later, I was in the bathroom, getting ready to take a shower. I step in front of the mirror and what do I see? That nasty FLYING cockroach waving his antennae merrily at me... from atop my HEAD!!! More robust, primal screams were uttered, brining my mom into the bathroom to see what was killing me. I had, by this time, vaporized the errant insect and Mom had a good chuckle out of the deal.
 
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[personal profile] wolfette 2008-05-29 08:26 am (UTC)(link)
no roaches around here, but I had a similar experience with a Earwig (also known as a "clipshear") when I was about 10. Aunt Mary had sent me a gorgeous alice-band which was a band of Native American bead-weaving with elastic. I wore that alice-band all the time - till I woke up in the middle of the night one night to feel something crawling across my face. Mr Earwig had hidden in the band while I'd been lying in the grass of the garden that afternoon and come out at night to explore my face. My screams woke the whole house!!

[identity profile] debikm.livejournal.com 2008-05-30 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Eww...!!
I've had nighttime encounters with bugs in this old house I live in... very difficult to go back to sleep after... the cats just like to cripple the bugs, not kill them.