OMG! The worst thing just happened to me! Everyone knows how much I hate, hate, hate this particular thing, and today, I experienced something terrible. Okay, so, I really wanted to use the restroom and I went into my mother’s room. I stood in front of the toilet door, switched on the bathroom lights from the side and placed my hand on the cold handle. As I opened the bathroom door, I was about to set my right leg in, then from the corner of my eyes, I saw something which triggers my heartbeat. A cockroach. As I braced myself to run, I saw that it was kinda chasing me. Reacting to this, I jumped and ran at the same time, making it seem like I was running in air. By the time I landed from my jump, I cried out in three escalating screams. Let me explain:
The first scream wasn’t as much a scream; it was more of a surprised “huh?” as I reacted to something crunch and squish under my foot.
The second scream was the reaction I had when I lifted my foot and saw the cockroach underneath my bare right foot. This one was mostly an expression of disgust at what I was seeing and feeling.
The third scream was the horror I felt upon realizing that I just stepped on a black, juicy and massive cockroach. Its remains were just a flattened, gooey carcass of random and probably unknown organs and blood.
I felt quite queasy and the view alone made my gorge rise. I was like, “Omigawd, Omigawd, Omigawd! WHY MEEEEE?????” I then reluctantly looked below my foot to see how bad it looked. 'The blood isn’t much,' I thought. 'I can quickly wash it off with a large quantity of soap and I’ll act like nothing ever happened.' Suddenly, another thought came in abruptly, 'How can you say such? This is a very big deal, okay?! You stepped on a freaking cockroach and murdered it – not like I care about its life – and you just want to forget about it?' With that, I limped to my room and lamented about the incident to my brother, who was using his phone, and to one of my sisters, who was sleeping. Okay, okay, I do feel a bit bad for waking her up just for me to wail to her, but I was helpless okay?? My brother made a sorrowful face and my sister advised me to wash my blood-stained foot. After doing that, I limped downstairs and whined to my mum and another sister, who were both cooking dinner for the family. I was like, “THE MOST REPULSIVE THING JUST HAPPENED TO ME!” My mum got frightened, being the over-protective mother-hen that she is. ”What happened?? Are you okay?” she questioned with worry in her tone. My sister asked the same but with much less worry than my mum’s.
Before my sister even finished questioning me, my words escaped from my mouth, similar to the way JoJo Siwa talks. I was told to calm down and slow down before I took a deep breath and started all over again, but slowly this time. “I saw a big fat cockroach and I used my poor foot to inadvertently bring an end to its life,” I said with a frown on my face. My mum asked if there was any stain on her room floor and I just stared at her with visible nervousness. If I had said, “Just a little bit” I’d have been deceiving both me and my mum because if you had seen the amount of blood that wrecked thing had released, you’d be fooled into thinking that it was a crime scene.