Bug Problems

Where the fuck was all these dead bugs coming from? Every damn morning when I woke up, I would find them all over the bed and me. I’d clean them up and make my bed, then I would get ready to go to work for the day.

I’d spend the day at work, come home, and find nothing changed in the house. Nothing was out of place, even my bed would be how I’d left it that morning. Then I’d have my supper, go for my evening walk, and get ready for bed. When I lay down, there’d still be nothing on the bed, just my blankets and pillows.

But every fucking morning, for the last ten days, I’d wake up covered in dead bugs and had no idea where they’d come from. Frankly, it was downright disgusting. Tonight I was going to find out where these bugs were coming from.

So I set up my camcorder on my dresser, where it captured the best angle of me in my bed, and went to sleep.

I slept the whole night never waking up once, which was usual. I rose with the bleating of my alarm, and the first thing I see is dead bugs. Dead fucking bugs all over my bed and me.

Jumping from my bed, I rushed to my camcorder and pushed play. What I saw revolted me to no end. In the video, standing over me, was the largest damn bug I had ever seen, and from its gaping maw billions of tiny insects were flying out. They covered me completely until I couldn’t be seen. Only when my alarm went off, did the large bug flee, and each of the smaller insects immediately stopped their movements.

Staring at the video, I was unsure whether to call a damn exterminator or a fucking exorcist. One thing I knew for sure was that I would be staying at a motel until I could find another fucking place to live.