There WAS a wasp in my room. I know cause I killed it. Or at least, I think I killed it because, for some creepy reason I Can’t. Find. The. Body. One minute he was on the window happily trying to find his way out unaware of the red piece of death plastic headed his way, the next he was gone. WHERE DID HE GO??????????
How am I supposed to write today knowing that at any minute THIS could sneak up on my and get his revenge?