It was a really foggy and rainy day. I was the only one at the bus stop. All I could see was grey and my big black umbrella above me.
In the distance, I could see a bug zooming towards me trying to avoid the rain. It was a mosquito.
I was just about to kill it until I realized it needed somewhere to take cover. It didn't want to bite me.
So I let it stay under the umbrella.
"Thank you" it squeaked.
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Nighttime Escapes
Short StoryA collection of all of the dreams and nightmares I remember because I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one who finds dreams fascinating.
