I rear insects

Sorry about the interview, but I've got better stuff to write about XD >.<

My room is home to/ has been home to/ is a favourite place to hangout for insects.

My room is/was home to:

Ants. One day, a group of ants came stumbling to my room and found a hole in my drawer next to my desk. They thought: Hey! That's a nice hole! And started building their home there. So one day, while I was doing maths worksheet, I realised there was activity at the edge of the desk that I was working on. I looked, and saw a whole LINE of ants crawling happily to the hole. I traced it all the way to my door and to the living room to the telephone desk to the TV cupboard to the sockets to the ceiling. But they're gone now.

Bee. This happened this morning. I woke up as usual and saw this huge bee hovering over my bed. I jumped out, did a duck-and-roll [with my bolster] and crawled out, all the while keeping an close eye on the bee. I managed to get to the living room safely [still hugging my bolster]. The we realised the bee was making trips between our plants at the corridor and my books, so my brother guessed that the bee was trying to make a nest. So while the bee was out collecting pollen or something, we snuck into the room to the books. And there, was a under-construction bee's nest. [And it's the wet version. Haven't solidified] Terrified, my mom grabbed the book the nest was on and brought it out to the living room. The rest of us followed, making a sudden duck when the bee came back in. My mom threw the book away. Anyway, the bee couldn't find its nest, so it started to find a spot to build a new one. When it came out to grab materials, I dashed to the door and closed it tight. And we still didn't have peace. In the end, all three rooms were closed off, and the bee came flying happily through the house, round and round. So we had to duck while we were playing. Suddenly, it disappeared, and we were so happy. After a while, before we went out, my brother opened my room door again. And there it was, happily flying around.

We went out anyway, and I dunno where it is now. Or its home.

My house is a favourite hangout place for:

Beetles. It happened twice, the same species. All late at night when my room had the only light. Its wings make a very loud buzzing noise when it moves. First time, I didn't know the sound came from the bug, till I suddenly realised: Hey. The sound isn't natural. After searching , I found this brown beetle flapping its wings and hopping here and there. I was scared, but didn't dare go catch it, so I left it alone. Till it starts flying around. I went to hide in the living room. When I went back, it was gone. I checked my bed, it wasn't there. So I took a step back, and...stepped on something. At the edge of my foot. So there it was, the bug. I jumped. It looked every bit alive. Having no choice, I went out to take a piece of tissue paper to catch it. When the tissue landed on the bug, it became WET. With red liquid. I felt sad for the poor creature, but I picked it up anyway and dumped it down the rubbish chute.

The second time, it was again, late at night, with me being the only awake one. And I heard the noise again. immediately, I sensed danger, and stood up immediately, in ready position, scanning my environment for any sign of life. I spotted the bug. Same species. Same size. Same colour. Must be retribution. Anyway, I tried to leave it alone again, but it wouldn't leave ME alone. So I switched off all the lights and went to hide in the living room, hoping the bug will fly out of the window. After a while, I went back in. The bug wasn't anywhere. So I resumed my work. Suddenly, I just looked down at the chair I was sitting on. And there, RIGHT NEXT TO my leg, sharing the same chair as me, was the bug! I jumped, [as in, really JUMPED ok] out of the chair. I turned the chair. It didn't move. I shooked the chair. It didn't move. So I did an amusing thing, I pushed the whole chair out to the living room, checked it was still on the chair, and then went to continue my work. After a while of peace, IT CAME BACK AGAIN.

I heard the sound, and saw it coming, and it got flipped midair by my fan, and fell onto the floor, belly-up. I stoned in surprise, and when it recovered and started flying around, I ducked and crawled out to the room. Must be the light. So I came back to the door, switched off my computer, switched off the light, and went to the living room, switched on the living room lights, and started reading and waiting. After a while, it came out. Immediately, I threw the book down, shot to the lights' switches, jumped away from the switches as the bug came over, switched off the lights when the bug was away, shot to my bedroom, jumped into bed and pulled my blanket over my head and tried to sleep. And I did. And the next morning, it disappeared again. No one knows where it is now.

Finally, a cockroach came to hangout too. It was when I was going to bed, and I went into the room, and saw this black thing smack right in the middle of my floor. I went out to get my specs, and realised it was a cockroach. A big one. Anyway I decided to sleep in the living room, but my brother didn't allow cause he wanted the sofa to watch TV. So he gave this very smart advice: Go to bed and pull the blanketsw over your head, and you'll be fine. I didn't trust him, but well, there was no choice. I HAVE to sleep. So I did as he was told. The next nmorning, it was gone. And I hate to repeat this, but no one knows where it is now.

That's all I can remember, if you didn't count lizards.

So next time if you ever visit my room, BEWARE OF INSECTS.

~Crappie Brain