Kapitel 8: Chapter 8
*SCRATCH* *SCRATCH*
I sat up, now wide awake looking around the room to find the source of the scratching sound. Do I have a squirrel in my walls? It's too big and scratchy to be a squirrel. A raccoon? But how? I am not scared of many things but I am for one, terrified of raccoons with their 17 inch long claws that can kill you with one LIGHT swat. That's terrible and I am NOT having one in my house. I come face to face with one, I will not survive. I will bleed out on the floor. Dead. Boom. Gone. Poof!
I called pest control to come and take care of it. It has been going on all morning ever since I woke up to it abruptly! I slammed my fists down onto the table in fear and anger. Now I have a stupid headache. Ugh. could this day get any worse? I had to call my dad as well and cancel on working on the house so he offered to work on it for me. At least I'm not doing it and could care less if it looks bad right now. It's the least of my problems. Hey haha, maybe he will see that figure that I keep seeing.
Guess I'll know soon...
Wöchentlicher Energiestatus
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