Title explains it all...kinda.

I had a nice evening tonight, we celebrated my 16th birthday and I had changed into comfy pajamas: an oversized shirt and sweats. was feeling pretty good, watched a movie with the family, a little family guy, and my older brother sent me to bed. I was tired and ready to sleep like a princess when I saw something that shouldn't have been on my floor. It was long and grey. Yep. Silverfish. But just to investigate my presumption, I poked the creature with a marker and it booked it like the last exile!

So of course, being the foolish girl that I am, I called my older brother with my trusty cell phone. He wouldn't come to my rescue like previous nights, saying that "I'm tired...and a spider maybe, but silverfish no". And during this whole debate the...bug continued moving around, freaking me out even more. I got a shoe and prepared myself mentally and physically to strike-a difficult task for a girl like me.

So I hit it. Did it die? No. This one was a fighter. It ran off and by then I was way too distraught to strike again. I called my brother, but still he wouldn't come. I could hear my mother's voice approaching my room-she had heard me yelp when the determined little feller darted away from my killer shoe. Being the wonderful woman that my mother is, she vanquished the small terror to leave me in my horrified state.

I'm a faithful person. I like faith-it's comfy and to me feels right. That being said I believe that all creatures are of God's creation, personally. And so it is a bitterly ironic thing that I would want bugs and spiders to die. I know that they are simply living, surviving, like the rest of us; and just because I don't understand them and think they're ugly and scary, that doesn't give me the right to take (request actually)the creature's life. But I'm human, so, for my happiness and mental stability, the critters gotta go.

So I'll confess to you one last thing. They terrify me, as they do every other girl. But I have yet to meet or see a girl they terrify as much as me. This is the second night in a row a bug has been in the vicinity of my bed, not including the massive spider in my shower this week. I am upset, can't sleep. I actually cried a little. (But hell, I cry too much anyway ) I just imagine the little things crawling or biting me....or laying eggs so more can crawl or bite...or stepping on them barefoot or running allover my body and in my hair and...!!!! D:



Long journal? Yeah, I can't sleep. There's also a ton of other stuff going on lately -but I won't get into that-figured that I'd just keep it fluffy and in the abnormally normal range of fluff.

I'm going to try sleeping now....

I hope those bed bugs don't bite!