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writes: I posted this before: different screen name though. Instead of telling you how it relates to relationships this time, i'd really like to see who all can figure it out. I may get more insite on is relativity than i ever did think of myself. April fourth, two thousand and nine. There i sat, perched on my bed: manless, friendless, and pregnant. Nonetheless, I sat peacefully ready to engage in slumber when suddenly, I noticed something in the corner. Craig was gone already on his deployment and only days after he left I found myself in a very creepy, crawly situation. A bug. Not even a bug but more... a monster. High on my wall and above the doorway of my precious bedroom stood a monster bug of 24 legs at least and a groulish brown colour of pure disgust. I froze, unintentionally but I was unable to move underkneath the wave of shock and horror that overcame my body and mind! After three minutes of nonmovement and unblinking shivers, I slowly rose. I lifted my eyes to this milipede type creature and it stared straight back, burrowing deep into my eyes as if trying to read my soul. It read my fear and therefor stood, unaffected by my presence. What a nervy creature! This was MY apartment and MY bedroom and yet he didn't care a bit for my privacy and deep resentment toward his kind! The thought crossed me to leave him in his tracks and act as if he was not in exsistance but I knew that that would only leave me with nights of restelessness and nightmares. I set my mind to TERMINATION. "This monster WILL meet his maker... TONIGHT."To begin my journy, I unfortunately needed to pass through the door way that he stood above in order to find some killing material. Having watched many, many cockroaches drop from ceilings, this was no easy task for me. After five to ten minutes of pacing and working up my nerves, I came to a solution. I grabbed the comfortor off of our bed and slung it over my entire body, so that if they monster should drop on top of me while I passed, I could throw the comfortor off of myself and serve him no contact. So i covered myself and ran underkneath the arch, immediately dropping the comfortor in case he was now on top of it. I spotted a pizze box across the room; empty from Craig's last night at home before deployment. I grabbed it and spent another five or so minutes pacing back and forth before the doorway back into my bedroom. Knowing well that I couldn't pass through without a blanket, and that I couldn't use the one I had already used, I grabbed a new blanket. It was Craig's wolf blanket. The wolves brought me courage and will to fight. I slung it over myself and ran through again, back into the bedroom, to find the monster standing creepily in the same spot. I searched my bathroom for more available killing tools and found a shampoo bottle and some air freshener. I practiced my aim with the bottle by throwing it at a spot on the wall adjacent to that of the monster's. My aim was precise enough, but the bottles shape did not allow it to hit the wall in the exact spot that I wanted it to, however he was too high up to swing at manually. Proudly, I reached a plan. I sprayed the monster with air freshener so that he would move into an area that was reachable to myself. He ran quickly a little lower and across to the opposite side of my bedroom. He stopped slightly above and before my fishtank but I knew this wouldn't do because he may fall into the water and poisen my fish with his evil. Very carefuly, I released one short spray as to not contaminate the fishs' water and he thrusted himself further across my wall above my dresser. He quickly ran down, almost out of reach behind the furniture so I had to act quickly! I took the pizza box and threw it awkwardly and of course, missed! I grabbed the shampoo bottle and hurtled it, hitting him slightly. I picked the pizza box up again and stabbed at him with it. The monster fell. He was in two pieces atop my dresser and his innards were spread across my bedroom wall. The journy was long, tiresome, and emotionally damaging. But at the same time, it was character-building. I had done it. I had killed my first monster bug, man-free and friend-free. But inside, I knew that I had to become a woman of strength and ability who could kill such menacing creatures. I had to... for my daughter. Reply to this Article
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reader, anonymous, writes (29 July 2009): This is verified as being by the original poster of the questionWell, I wouldn't get that close to a centipede if it was a ten foot peeler.
And you know happened? I left it there because i was too freaked out to clean it up quite yet.. it's guts were all over my wall. .it head here.. it's butt there.. so I left it for a day and in the morning.. hundreds of tiny flying bugs... boy o boy. I was squishing them one by one.. vacuuming, spraying. It was aweful. I've called my bug guy three times this month. (he's free of charge).
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reader, quarky  +, writes (28 July 2009):
 I'm more than a bit disappointed a potato peeler was not your weapon of choice.
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reader, anonymous, writes (27 July 2009): This is verified as being by the original poster of the questionomg digusting. You're right. It was a centipede.
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reader, anonymous, writes (27 July 2009): I don't think it was a millipede. I'm guessing a centipede. I have never seen a millipede crawling on a wall. They are harmless and non-threatening looking. Centipedes are creepy looking things and give me the shivers and even big spiders, snakes and such don't bother me. Here is a millipede:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Millipede
Here is a centipede:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Centipede
I like Quacked's interpretation. By the way, I'm happy that I'm not young enough to be one of your past boyfriends. ;)
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reader, anonymous, writes (26 July 2009): once again imagine.... you are millipede happily scurrying to find food and with the clearing of decaying matter.... when suddenly whoosh bang you are attacked - you have no form of defence, except to run.... and before you know it you are split in half.
what is the point in a lesson you can't learn from? it can't do anything now....it can't learn....its dead.
How do you know it wasn't a good church pastor millipede that was on its way to millipede congregation. now its children are orphans - because of a huge towering monster sooo huge in comparison that it could no even comprehend....
spiders....once again kill! mame! destroy!.... sigh.... you can get 24 legged spiders - it happens when they tap dance in front of two mirrors.....(and they do).
Star.x.
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reader, anonymous, writes (26 July 2009): This is verified as being by the original poster of the questionDear Snail from Spongebob (that's you, Star),
Oh pishposh a spider.. i would spray it with my spider killer and problem solved with no expressable story whatsoever. (And when is the last time you spotted a spider with 24 legs)? I'd rather a dog, but I appreciate your suggestion.
Now to your take on my story: so the millipede doesn't eat humans and babies, but lets change reality for a moment so that they do. They are very harmful to humans, especially to me. Some harmful things, should prehaps not be put out via death, but how about a little lesson? I think that bug should know exactly what it did wrongly and why it's crawliness is not appreciated in such a lovely apartment. It gets away with too much, thinking it's ok to be creepy and eat humans so someone should stand up to it and I think maybe hurting it's feelings is a little necessary? Nothing else has ever made it stop to think!
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reader, anonymous, writes (26 July 2009): Good afternoon, Sincerely yours, :)
I now have the song "the female of the species is more deadly than the male" in my head.... i thought it was a spider when I read it....
Millipedes eat decaying matter leaves and such like. But not normally humans or babies or anything in between. :)
of course you could get a cat... then then you have master bug* hunter trained and at your side. just point a lot at the crawly thing and then maybe the cat will thing food. (unless its a scaredy cat, in which case you will have to go hunting with a cat stuck on your head)
*not just bugs, birds, small rodents, large rodents, snakes, zebra's and gazelles
Star.x.
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reader, anonymous, writes (26 July 2009): This is verified as being by the original poster of the questionGood morning Star. ;)
You've caught me.. I always kill my boyfriends instead of breaking up with them. Before I get to your outake on this, i think i need a bug lesson! what is it that those millipede's kill?
~Sy.
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reader, anonymous, writes (26 July 2009): Whilst I admire your unquestionable skills as a hunter ....you killed a thing that kill other things. However the things it kills are things that spread diseases and infections etc. so did you really win?
Maybe next time you need to capture it and release it using an upside down glass and a sheet of paper....you don't need to kill just because it looks ugly....
maybe thats a better way to deal with a relationship - rather than violence to end it, set it free.
Hugs Always, Star.x.
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reader, anonymous, writes (26 July 2009): This is verified as being by the original poster of the questionYou are amazing, Quacked! Very good what you have come up with. There are no right and wrong answers. This article had a purpose in my mind while writing it, but there are so many that can be taken from it I think and I am intereted to see what people can come up with, and you've done exquisitly. Thank you.
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reader, Quacked +, writes (25 July 2009):
 On further reading...maybe i'm way off!
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reader, Quacked +, writes (25 July 2009):
I really liked this...very simple but very powerful! I'm not too sure what you are expecting from this but the following is what i got from it:I saw the 'monster bug' as your previous relationships and then ultimately you kill it, revealing your inner strength. Strength that shines through telling you that never again will you rely on other people in your life, you will connect with people on your terms for the sake of your daughter?! The monster bug highlights the control that others exercised over you and by finding your strength and killing it you have empowered yourself. You don't want a 'monster bug' and you don't need anyone to help you deal with or get rid of said bug.Like i said i really like this...
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