One Day, I was in my backyard (in my old backyard in the old state I used to live in) I was around the age seven to eight. I was on my swing set enjoying myself until a giant bug jumped up from the grass and to where I was swinging.
I jumped off of my swing and ran straight to my old home. I was mortified from that but I was determined to go outside and swing, so I grabbed an electric fly swatter and went back the the swing. I was walking to the swing and I finally made it there, I placed the fly swater by many side and started to swing. I was good about 5 minutes in before another bug jumped at my stomach. I was crying and freaking out a lot, so I grabbed the fly swatter and started smashing it against my stomach.
It died and got stuck on the fly swatter but always and forever, I will hate bugs.
6 comments:
cool story I had an experience like that, only it involved a lobster and a big stick.
That is a great story! I'm like that with grasshoppers! I hate them! Once i was walking to my house from a coffee shop and there were so many grasshoppers! I almost started crying!
Vegas Moon That sounds so scary!
Hey Bo that sounds absolutely terrible, I can only imagine the terror in your eyes, also do you have any idea of what type of bug it was?
Yea I'm not a big fan of bugs either mainly because when I was younger me and my family were always around bugs.
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