Snakes
I have found the one thing that terrifies me more than my father abandoning me.
It's snakes.
I've always known I wasn't overly fond of them. In pet stores, behind the glass cages, I could never bring myself to get close to them or look at them. They sent chills and shivers down my spine. Utterly disgusted me.
Tonight showed me just how terrified of snakes I really am.
I heard a bang in the hallway, so I got up to go check it out. I wasn't wearing my glasses, but I didn't need to. I saw something long and black in the hall by the door.
And I screamed. It slithered toward the door, then under the hall closet.
I called 911 as fast as I could and grabbed Poppet (mom's dog). Shaking. Oh my god, the shaking. I've never seen someone shaking so much in my entire life. I was on the webcam, with Lilac--she was trying to help me calm down by having me look at her--and I saw myself in the corner of the window. Crying. Shaking. Non stop.
I closed all the doors that were open in the house. I've never been so glad to keep my bedroom door closed at all times in my life. I got the back porch light on and curled up with Poppet on the couch and went back and forth from trying not to freak out--and failing--to watching the closet for signs of the snake moving.
There was a thud, at one point, from the closet. I knew it was the snake. Hence my trying and failing to not freak out.
I saw lights shining behind me and knew the Deputy had arrived. I ran as fast as I could to open the door for him and get him in side. It took just a minute for him to grab the damn thing and take it outside.
The officer was so wonderful and calm. I cannot thank him enough. It was so nice of him to come, because I know dealing with a call like mine is just a royal pain in the ass. None of the officers wanted to come; I mean, would YOU?
I don't think I'm getting much sleep tonight.
It's snakes.
I've always known I wasn't overly fond of them. In pet stores, behind the glass cages, I could never bring myself to get close to them or look at them. They sent chills and shivers down my spine. Utterly disgusted me.
Tonight showed me just how terrified of snakes I really am.
I heard a bang in the hallway, so I got up to go check it out. I wasn't wearing my glasses, but I didn't need to. I saw something long and black in the hall by the door.
And I screamed. It slithered toward the door, then under the hall closet.
I called 911 as fast as I could and grabbed Poppet (mom's dog). Shaking. Oh my god, the shaking. I've never seen someone shaking so much in my entire life. I was on the webcam, with Lilac--she was trying to help me calm down by having me look at her--and I saw myself in the corner of the window. Crying. Shaking. Non stop.
I closed all the doors that were open in the house. I've never been so glad to keep my bedroom door closed at all times in my life. I got the back porch light on and curled up with Poppet on the couch and went back and forth from trying not to freak out--and failing--to watching the closet for signs of the snake moving.
There was a thud, at one point, from the closet. I knew it was the snake. Hence my trying and failing to not freak out.
I saw lights shining behind me and knew the Deputy had arrived. I ran as fast as I could to open the door for him and get him in side. It took just a minute for him to grab the damn thing and take it outside.
The officer was so wonderful and calm. I cannot thank him enough. It was so nice of him to come, because I know dealing with a call like mine is just a royal pain in the ass. None of the officers wanted to come; I mean, would YOU?
I don't think I'm getting much sleep tonight.