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  1. Last night after making garlic mashed potatoes and cheese and having a t-bone steak with corn on the side for dinner. I had decided to make a celebration dinner, it was delicious ; I just broken my fiance’s that I was engaged with for the past three years. And he had decided to broke -up with me . With little or no explanation to why?
    A week before Valentines day. What a ass he is!
    But anyway I’m not going to let depression or anxiety set a claim on me.
    As begun to brush my teeth and talking to God Almighty in my head ; asking God ;why and what I didn’t see for these past years, And why was I being fooled . To then took off my clothes and heading to a shower, when my eyes belong his favorite body wash Blu Atlas, That he would use when we was living together as a couple for these past years. I loved the scent on him ;it brought out my animalistic impulse on him . It drove me wild in bed when making love or just having just plain old sex.
    So I have now decided that , I have enough of that ;so I emptied it out and toss the container in the trash. Because I didn’t want anymore of belongings in my house .
    Done taken my shower and now heading to bed and saying my prayers; “I think to myself why? ”
    To the wee early morning ; that’s when my alarm clock wakes me up. As I now roll over to the left of my bed towards the night stand .And reaching over to press the off button on the alarm clock. But here’s the thing it won’t go off. And I know that I’m pressing; but still nothing that when my eyes glaze down and saw ; “Oh My God!” That’s all I can scream at the top of my lungs; because my hands was now turned into three pairs of legs sturdy as shit ! And with a large coxae and five claws on each of them. “Oh God what has happened to me ? ”
    My body has now change with these characteristics with a thoracic segments front legs , are shorter and my hind legs were the longest , That I even have a hind wing and a tough exoskeleton . I remember saying my prayers last night; and being anger. I called my now ex- fiance’s a cockroach and now it seems , like God had turned into that same thing that I called my fiance’s
    My head was now small and as for my once sexy body. It was now broad flattened with reddish brown color. The American cockroach is now me.
    And screaming and crying was going to change me back . I know that I called my ex -fiance’s
    a cockroach; but in fact . I was really the truth cockroach in the end and now God had let me see it.

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