Tinies Short Story

Words: 877
Pages: 4

The more you kill, the more they come. Those wicked tinies - the room overflowing with them - I could not resist myself from seeing them even in my dreams. The world is full of insects, and it is not a problem, as long as they are not in my room. However, there is countless crawling over your walls: the annoying ants, the creepy cockroaches, the maddening moths, all sorts of bugging bugs, and those scary spiders. Guess what I am afraid of more than spiders - the devil spiderlings - they are tiny and all over the place. Occasionally I feel I am breathing hundreds of them, and this thought chills my marrow. Nevertheless, none of them comes anywhere near those damn tinies. When summer started, I noticed them for the first time. I was lying on bed unable to sleep when I felt a twinge on my toe; maybe a mosquito, but none in the air; maybe an ant or other bugs, I did not bother to probe. However, late in the afternoon there was a bump on my toe, entirely different from any bug bite. I checked my bed, but did not find anything. And by night I had forgotten about it; however, when I felt the pang again I spotted them for the first time. The evil tinies, they were extremely minute that I could not have seen them …show more content…
I tried to find out additional information, but they were completely novel to all. And the strange element was they had not appeared at all the places. All the people I knew in the city (rather few) no one had a problem. One friend, whom I called one evening to show my tormentors, was astounded by the scene, as his place in the ground floor had none of them. If they were coming from the earth, his place would have been easier for them rather than climb into mine in the fifth floor. Finally, one girl reported that she too was having similar problem with the tiny bloodsuckers, only then I realized that they do not even suck blood. Why they bite I do not know. Maybe,