September 22nd 2004 8:43 pm
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Dear Diary,
Yesterday I heard a little rustle in a plastic bag in the kitchen-I don't usually like the sound of those things they are loud and scary, but this sound was different, it was the sound of something small, something I could KILL. So I went to check it out and sure enough my instincts were right, there was something alive in there most definatly. I went to one side and death called at it so it went the other way, but I quickly moved to the other side and repeated my death call-it froze out of fear of my call for sure. Then my mom caught on to what I was doing and VICORY she moved the bag and freaked out when she saw what I had been hunting...a ginormous roach! My fav. I was like "get over it, mom!" rolled my eyes at her and then chased it into the living room. I had it on it's back and I was batting it around giving it a slow death when my STUPID dad came and smooshed it with a white paper thingy and flushed it-geeeeez! Hope your day was better...luv-Poo
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