There was a dark figure moping about the floor. Small, with two waving antennae and hard shell, it was an insect. Cockroach!
I pounced on it. I slowly peeled my foot (wearing a shoe) off the insect. Its body was clearly segmented into three - but not from my landing. It was an adolescent click beetle. A beetle wrongly killed for being mistaken for a cockroach.
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Short Comedic Tales of Living
HumorA book full of short events based on real stories. by short, I MEAN short. *Note: My name, usernames and such are all replaced by random ones I just thought of
