House
Infestation
By
Craig Wilson
The
smoke clears, and I am standing outside of a house.
I am
wearing grey overalls and I look like a bug killer.
My
colleague approaches me; they tell me why I’m here.
We’ve
come to an old house to exterminate the pests here.
Unfortunately,
my heart races and I my legs feel like jelly.
Reluctantly,
I walk down the path and enter the old house.
I
freeze. The house has dangerous insects and arachnids.
Many
of the pests attack me, and I kill any I come across.
Thankfully,
my phone’s alarm goes off and I wake up.
The
End
The above story is a loose
adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel
free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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