my story.
Current mood:  ashamed

before i start, head this warning child. I HAVE ADHD! and cannot spell. okay, lets begin the story, of my demise.....
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it all started when i decided to do some school work. yknow try and be productive since im failing misserably.

THATS WHEN I SAW IT!!!!!

one tiny miniscule sugar ant. now i know what youre thinking! 
its just a f***in ant.

NO YOU DONT GET IT!!!!!

this goes back to when i was a wee child. when i was little, my father built me a playhouse. not a small one, but like, a HOUSE SIZED PLAYHOUSE. not an actual house, more like a 4 year olds house. BUT BIGGER THAN THE AVERAGE PLAYHOUSE, okay hopefully you get it.
SO, when i was little, i would sit on the roof of this playhouse and squish ants WITH MY FINGERS!!!!
WHY? i do not know - but such things are unimportant now.
so back to today! i was trying to be productive blah blah

AN ANT!!!!! 

so i stare for a second.... AND START FREAKING OUT. AND SQUISH IT. WITH. MY. FINGER........!!!!!!! i immediatly shoot up from my slight uncomfy desk chair and start, quite literally, CHUCKING ALL THE FOOD AND DISHES OUT OF MY ROOM. 

I MEAN I WAS SPRINTING TO GET EVERYTHING OUT. I DONT THINK ID EVEN RUN THAT FAST IF A F***ING STARVED PACK OF HYENAS WAS AFTER ME. 

thats when i started thinking 

"why me? what did i do to deserve this?"

NOW YOU MAY BE SAYING - "lem0n! its one ant! its okay!"
you once again - dont understand. this has happened before. oh, yes. not just ONCE before.. BUT TWICE!!! YES. TWICE! NOT THE BAND!!!!!!! 

it was the day after my 13th birthday. i had left ONE grape pixy stick on my bedside table. this was the action i so ignorantly did, little did i know, it would be the beginning of my downfall. that night, i went to sleep happy. when i awoke.... there they were. 

ants. not just a couple. not just an anthill amount. HUNDREDS MAYBE EVEN THOUSANDS OF THOSE LITTLE CUNTS. my mouth slowly dropped and time seemed to move in slow motion.

WHAAAAAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUCKKKK??????? WHAT??? HOW???? WHERE DID THEY COME FROM?????????

they were everywhere. MY BED, my bedside table, the floors, walls. EVERYWHERE.
i scattered quickly to get my bedside table out the house and into the wilderness where it belonged.
i got a wet rag and suffocated those stupid bastards as quick as a could. all while hypervintilating so much i genuily believe my lung capacity doubled from that short hour. 

after that my mother put some ant traps on the windows and i didnt see them anymore.

UNTIL....

that one hot summer day. same feeling as that dreadful day after my birthday. i was a little famished, so i decided to go to my kitchen and grab a snack! 

there.. there i stood.. what word can i even use to describe this feeling? panicked? scared? no no... i was HORRIFIED. MORTIFIED! 

a long, FAT, pitch black line, of sugar ants. all moving in the same direction at the same place - my pantry.

i screamed terrified. my sister that lived with me at the time comes running out, "SISTER SISTER! LOOK AT THEM! THEYRE HERE TO GET ME! THEYRE BACK!!!! SAVE ME" 

she looked at me like i was insane. she told me to leave it alone. wait for mother. wait for mother. i couldnt just sit there and wait? this is my home! i must protect it!

so once again, i grabbed my trsuted companion - wet washcloth - and began massacring them.

my bloodlust must have filled the house to the invisable seems.

i was out for vengence, through fear i protected my home to the end. 
once again my mother put ant traps and they were never to be seen again.

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but that changed today. my fellows ~ i know ive held down my fort and survived for this long... but im not sure i can last another battle... they will overtake me if they do decide to launch an attack. 

this is my story. my unfinished story that i wish to be complete.

if i do not update.... well.. im sorry. i couldnt defeat them.. thankyou for reading this. spread my message.
warn the people. please, learn from my mistakes. dont squish ants on the playhouse your father built for you. 

thankyou. and im sorry..

- lem0nlem0n