Today, I killed a scorpion. In my hut, I have my fair share of critters: long egged spiders, crickets that keep me up at night, and even the occasional lizard. I like to think that as long as they aren't touching me, they are ok. I let them be. But as some of you know, I've had a few run ins with scorpions, and have not actually managed to kill them. My host dad has even taught me a song about killing dangerous things when you see them.
But today, I killed one. He was hiding in my trunk, and when I was moving the fabric I kept in there, he skittered out. I stepped on him and then couldn't find his remains. He had scuttled to the side and was trying to fool me. But I stomped on him again, squishing him into a splattered mess on the bottom of my flop! Take that, Scorpion!
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