2AM Hopper

I awoke at 2AM and knew sleep was no longer possible. I got up and went to the kitchen. It was then that I saw the creature. It was a cricket. I turned to get a better look at it, and it hopped under the dining table. That’s how I knew it was a cricket. I get the occasional roach that finds its way into the house, but roaches don’t hop. I shrugged and let the cricket go. I knew the creature and I would cross paths again, and soon.

Recently, I awoke at night and went to the kitchen for a glass of water. There was a creature on the spigot. I knocked it into the sink, then I poured water on it and washed it into the sink drain. The creature was too large to fit through the slots in the sink drain. So I grabbed a knife and began chopping at the creature. Eventually, my chopping rendered the creature into pieces small enough to fit through the holes in the drain, and then it was gone. When unwanted creatures come into my house, death awaits them. And it won’t be pleasant.

I’m not even going to tell you about what happened to the mouse.