Please God End This Misery
It's a hot disgusting summer night. The humidity is off the charts and the clouds refuse to rain.
It's 2:00 a.m. and there is zero moonlight and stars are no where to be seen from my bedroom window.
Out of nowhere, the power goes out.
I was now in complete darkness.
Moreover, the air conditioner stopped and I know I have a half hour before complete misery would set in.
I wait a half hour and still no power.
I start to sweat from the disgusting heat and humidity.
I now know, I have to get out of my room and find some type of cold relief.
I walk down the stairs, in the pinch darkness, then into the living room and then it happened.
As the front part of my right foot touched the floor, I felt that sensation that I once felt before.
That wet gooey gelatinous disgusting hair ball mixed in cat puke.
I yell out like I have just been shot.
I now know that I need to make it to the bathroom to clean the disgust off my right foot.
I now walk normally on my left foot and slowly hobble on the heel of my right foot with the utmost caution to not spread the cat "puke."
I make it to the dining room and like a soldier, who knows they have just stepped on a land mine, my right foot slowly penetrated a second puddle of gelatinous disgusting cat "puke".
I quickly fall on my back like a wounded soldier would.
I pick up my left foot and the hair ball, that was formed in the shape of cat feces, slowly trickles off my foot.
I am covered in sweat and both of my feet are now covered in the most horrible of disgust.
I stay on my back with my feet in the air.
I don't want to spread the "puke" so I inch my way to the bathroom with the hope of rinsing off my feet in the shower.
I slowly navigate around the throw up on the floor. I'm using my back muscles and my elbows to propel myself to the bathroom.
I make it to the shower and I now know, I can get this terror off my feet.
I remain on the floor, on my back, with my feet in the air.
I go to turn on the shower and I yell out "Oh God ... why God ... No". There's no water. The power outage stopped my well pump.
I hear my enemy from a distance mocking me saying "meow meow"
I now lay on my back on the bathroom floor crying hysterically in despair and praying to the power company Gods to restore my power.
Credited to mtp6921
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