Kathleen

Giant bugs(or just bugs in general)=totally disgusting

So apparently there was a fly the size of a person’s thumb in our garage. My brother or dad killed it while I was out. Thank god I wasn’t there because I would have probably freaked out. Flies should not be that big.

And speaking of bugs…

I was taking a walk with my brother Luke today in the woods near my house and I walked into this spider web. Not only was there a huge spider hanging from my sleeve, I was covered with many dead bugs that were caught in it’s web. It was disgusting. After I flung the spider off, found it on the ground, then squished it, I noticed all the bugs covering the front of my t-shirt. I proceeded to freak out fling my shirt off (don’t worry I was wearing a tank-top underneath) and throw my shirt five feet in front of me.  I may have been over-reacting a bit, but I hate bugs. I hate them. My brother Luke had a similar reaction. Although he’s a tough 7-year-old boy, he is deathly afraid of bugs, spiders, or anything that has more than 4 legs. He was yelling “The bug’s on you! Run! That’s disgusting! Don’t come over by me!”—I do believe that my influence may be rubbing off on the kid.