Phobia

If you understand my phobia for cockroaches, you’ll understand me . It’s not that I’m scared of them . I just hate the fact that they can fly and really hate them touching my body . This morning , the rat pad in our house caught a cockroach instead of a rat . I decided to remove the cockroach and as soon as I removed it my dad called me . I left the cockroach on the floor and I went to answer him . The cockroach was still alive though . While running the errand for him , I had forgotten it was on the floor . I didn’t know when the cockroach attached to my body . The cockroach was alive and glued to my skin , we could not be separated . It was struggling on my skin . I almost had a panic attack .

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