There's a lot of creepy bugs that make me all squirmy. The worse two are roaches and praying mantises. My feelings toward roaches are like everyone else's probably, except maybe a bit amplified by the fact I've actually had to live with them before.
Praying mantises don't so much creep me out as they do... Oh, how should I put this... strike fear in the very depths of my soul. My grandfather created this little phobia by pretending to be about to give me candy, but instead throwing one on me when I was maybe 3 or 4 years old. It grabbed onto the front of my shirt, causing me to run, screaming and crying all over my great grandparents' porch. I think it must have been over a minute before anyone helped get it off my shirt. *Twitch, twitch*
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