I was taking a shower – you know, the usual, just washing my niece’s spit up out of my hair while trying not to throw up myself – when I saw it, the King of Moths.
I never took myself for the type of girl that is afraid of creepy crawlies. I mean, a spider lives on my shower curtain (her name is Betty) and I’ve attempted to eat an ant! And once, I even saw a bat asleep outside my window and all I did was shrug.
But this was different. It was huge! It was just sitting there on my door staring at me with the fake eyes on its wings, and I was naked. I half-squealed and it moved causing me to full-squeal. It just fluttered around as I wrapped the shower curtain around me attempting to hide (hoping that Betty wasn’t on it). It settled on the window, and I calmed down too. It’s just as afraid of you as you are of it, right?
I don’t know I’ll let you decide.