I hate bugs with a passion. Like if I see one I'm gonna scream if I heard about one I'm gonna scream, and if I kill one I will scream my head off.
So my sister always tells me when there is a bug in the house. So when she told me there was a centipede in the restroom in the middle of the night, I just thought 'Oh hell no. Not today Satan, not today.'
So I ran out and I asked her if she wanted to kill it. And she said yes so we came up with a plan. We were going to push it with a broom over our bathtub. Then I would knock it into the tub and she would smash the bug with a shoe. So we went through with it.
Everything went as planned except when it came to knocking the centipede into the tub. I hit the bug so hard that it fell off the ceiling and flew towards us. That's when all hell broke loose.
As soon as it landed on the ground it charged out of the restroom. But it didn't get far because my sister hit it with a shoe.
We both ended up waking our parents but they were laughing about it in the morning.
Just so y'all know all of this took place after midnight
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