Alex Neason

I remember spending some time there.

There's a park near where I live that I like to go to.

And so I'd been outside all day.

And I came home and needed to take a shower.

Okay.

and I was getting out of the shower in this cloud of steam, drying off, putting moisturizer on my face, and I went to leave the bathroom barefoot.

to go into my bedroom, which is right next door, to get dressed.

And I lifted my foot to take a step into the hallway.

But right before it touched the floor, I felt these thready little legs on the bottom of my foot.

And I looked down and there on its back was a gigantic roach.

Oh.

Wait, what?

I thought you were going to say like a like a serial killer.

You mean like a like a roach, like a cockroach?

An American cockroach.

Yeah.

And this was like a big one.

Yeah, but with roaches, you just never know.

Like, it could look dead, but be just alive enough that it's going to flip back over and run up my leg.

And with my foot hovering over this bug, I'm flooded with revulsion, but also terror.