stories from room 89 {periplaneta americana}

tick-tick-ticktick tick-tick.

the noise had been going on for a few minutes before i finally decided to find out what it was.

i turned around and saw it sitting on a wal-mart bag.

we had been warned about these creatures,

and knew it was only a matter of time before we had one in our room.

oh yes.

there he was in all his nasty cockroach-y glory.

he was quite hideous.

we stared each other down.

i called my roommate, Bethany, over.

she grabbed something to capture him with.

he nearly crawled on her, but her high-pitched yelp scared him.

she threw the box over him and he was captured before he could disappear under Chelsea's bed.

we took him outside and tossed him over the railing.

the end.