when I was in eleven I was staying with my aunt and uncle for the summer. I was standing on the kitchen counter trying to get something from on top of the cabinets. I glanced at my left arm and right there was this strange grey thing sticking out of it. it was about 3mm in diameter, just under and inch long and dark grey. it was wriggling back and forth but I didn't feel anything.
I freaked out and swatted it off my arm, almost fell off the countertop in the process. I looked at my arm and there was no laceration, no skin discoloration, no mark of any sort. To this day I have no idea what the fuck that was and that memory haunts me sometimes.
I freaked out and swatted it off my arm, almost fell off the countertop in the process. I looked at my arm and there was no laceration, no skin discoloration, no mark of any sort. To this day I have no idea what the fuck that was and that memory haunts me sometimes.
