As I went to approach my Mom outside to ask if she was ready for us to go driving, I look between my feet and I see it. An abomination. The vilest of vile. A cicada bug. The evil member of the Cicadoidea family, of the order Hemiptera. As I stared down into its large shiny wing, filled with lies, I glanced into the two twin black beads on its face and was instantly paralyzed. It did not spew its hellish noise, but in my mind, I heard it. Its eyes pierced into my soul, as I felt it reading my every thought, my secrets, my desires. It muttered, I stood its trials...
ˇCHCKCKCKCKCKKCKC Jessica, I know your deepest secrets, you cannot hide from the Cicadas!
Nooo, it cannot be. ;___;
ˇCHCHCHCHCCCKCKC Jessiiiica, I know how you secretly enjoy putting pots on your head and calling yourself a pot head much to the dismay of your parents, because their 16 year old daughter is acting like she's 5!
N-no, that's not true, how do you know this, get out of my mind!
ˇCHKKCKCKCKCH Jesssiica, I know how you ran into your room screaming "IT WAS A LIE!" and cried hysterically for hours the night when you found out that Santa wasn't real, when you were... NINE HAHAHAHA!
Noooooooooo, stop reading my secrets! A lot of kids found out when they were 9! I hope! ;_____;
ˇCHCHCHHCHCHCHCKC Jesssssiiiiiica, I know how you once didn't get Blues Clues right and how your boyfriend rightfully makes fun of you for it still!
Noooooo! It was Steve's fault, honest! His clouds look liked flowers and-
ˇCHCIKCKCKCKCKCKC SILENCE JESSICA, you cannot lie before the Cicada. I know your desires. I know how you want to... how you... want... to STROKE FABIO'S HAIR ALL DAY. You want to chop it off, skillfully make it into a wig, and gingerly stroke the golden locks all day long!
Noooooooooooo! What the Hux... I cannot win. I cried out, as I sunk upon my knees, a shell of a girl, a mere husk, the demonic CHCCKCKCKCKCKKFF clicking ringing in my ears as the world spiraled into black.
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Anyways, tell me of bugs you dislike and bad encounters with them.