When I was younger I left the window open in my room and huge moth flew in. Unknowingly, I walked into my room and was buzzed by the bug. I ran back out of the room and called for my brothers and told them I had a bird in my room. The flapping of the moth’s wings were so loud that I thought there was a small bird like a chickadee that had found its way in on accident. They went in, acting like the tough guys they thought they were and laughed at me when they saw it was only a moth. They went from laughing to screaming when the moth buzzed them too, and they zoomed out of the room back to safety. Fortunately for all of us, we were hosting an exchange student who had no fear of the gigantic bug and he killed it. To this day though, I have hated moths no matter the size, and the sound of a bug buzzing around my ear makes me jump.

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