Bugs

One of the things that freaks me out the most are bugs. More importantly not bugs that I find out in nature, but bugs that find their way into my bedroom. If I see a bug, whether its a spider, moth, or ant, I freak out and I will not be able to sleep until I know I have killed it. I can't stand the thought of going to sleep and the possibility that the bug will end up crawling or landing on me. I have spent some nights up till an absurd hour just because I caught a glimpse of a bug and it disappeared. I let out a huge sigh of relief once I kill it, because it means I am finally able go to sleep.

Everything about a bugs body skives me out. I hate how quickly they move, their tiny and sometimes numerous legs, their antennas, and more importantly I hot ones with wings. Bugs that get airborne are the worst.  The fact that they can pretty much get anywhere they want is horrifying to me. I can't stand moths, they just have a creepy look. It's something about their wing pattern and their creepy antennas. I have had one that was the size of a fist enter my room one night and that was a battle. After many failed attempts at swatting at it, I hit it but it fell behind my bed. I wasn't sure if it was dead or not and I couldn't see it. I eventually got a flashlight and pointed it under my bed...it was still alive. I was fed up and grabbed a can of bug spray and emptied about have of the can in its general direction. At last I was victorious.