Shadows from the corner of my eye
Are you ever sitting, maybe eating, maybe reading, maybe doing something else fairly quiet and notice a movement out of the corner of your eye?
You turn and there is nothing there.
Does it happen to you frequently?
It has been happening to me a lot, in the house in Ottawa, over the past week. Many times each evening, I will perceive a movement and when I turn to look - nothing.
Almost nothing.
It is fast.
It vanishes without a trace; leaving me frustrated as I hunt for it because I know it was there.
At first, I thought I was going mad. But I have seen them. I know they are there and I am not mad.
It is not alone. There are many of them and as I hunt for one, another will tease me from the periphery of my vision, distracting me, pulling me away from my prey.
But I am persistent. I have caught some and killed them. I will catch them all and destroy them.
They beckon me and I follow them. I pursue them throughout the house.
I don't know where they came from, but I know where I am sending them.
Susana (Sofia's cousin) suggested they may have come on some bananas she had bought, but they are not fruit flies.
There are two types. Both very small. The larger of the two could almost pass for a fruit fly with its fat little body, but it is not. The smaller of the two is like a mote of dust. I spend far too much of my evening trying to eradicate them.
I know they weren't there two weeks ago. I can’t stand bugs in my house. I have ordered no food standing outside. The countertops to be clean and dry and garbage to be taken daily to the garage. I want to eliminate any sources of food.
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You turn and there is nothing there.
Does it happen to you frequently?
It has been happening to me a lot, in the house in Ottawa, over the past week. Many times each evening, I will perceive a movement and when I turn to look - nothing.
Almost nothing.
It is fast.
It vanishes without a trace; leaving me frustrated as I hunt for it because I know it was there.
At first, I thought I was going mad. But I have seen them. I know they are there and I am not mad.
It is not alone. There are many of them and as I hunt for one, another will tease me from the periphery of my vision, distracting me, pulling me away from my prey.
But I am persistent. I have caught some and killed them. I will catch them all and destroy them.
They beckon me and I follow them. I pursue them throughout the house.
I don't know where they came from, but I know where I am sending them.
Susana (Sofia's cousin) suggested they may have come on some bananas she had bought, but they are not fruit flies.
There are two types. Both very small. The larger of the two could almost pass for a fruit fly with its fat little body, but it is not. The smaller of the two is like a mote of dust. I spend far too much of my evening trying to eradicate them.
I know they weren't there two weeks ago. I can’t stand bugs in my house. I have ordered no food standing outside. The countertops to be clean and dry and garbage to be taken daily to the garage. I want to eliminate any sources of food.
Image taken from BackgroundCity.com. As a bonus, this site did not have any annoying popups or ads.
Comments
I had The Horla by Guy de Maupassant in mind as I penned this.
but i do believe in ghosts,and yes,i ve seen one,for 5 times,same old lady here in japan,3 days ago,i was watching a DVD in a very dark and wuite room of mine,and I saw a light in the kitchen,that disappear so sudden.I wasnt afraid,infact disappointed that i havent seen it longer.
maybe you have 6th sense,Richard.
btw,how do you kill them??
breal: tha tis what I am hoping, that they will just up and die. Hadn't thought of stopping up the drains. I Did consider standing water and looked for it in my house, but the various drains should see enough action that this is not a problem.