August 7, 2008 - You read it right. My dad killed it. He KILLED it. It’s a sad story but he got no choice – he just want to protect us. Fear is in the atmosphere. I, myself didn’t expect that it would come near us, that it would dare get in our house.

I was the one who first saw it, and my first reaction was “OH MY GOD” *scream*. Then, after a few minutes I was brought back to reality. I was now torn between fascination and apprehension. I was thinking that maybe I could befriend it. Maybe… just maybe…

When my mom and dad arrived, I told them what happened. So my dad and my big bro immediately went to the crime scene, which is inside our house by the way.

Alas! My dad found it. So he smashed it with a piece of bamboo. He smashed it with so much gusto. It wiggled. It was a very depressing man – vs – nature scene. Then, it died. And I saw it wiggle till its last breath. It was sad. Very sad.

In memoriam:

God Bless that snake.

Chocoholic Cathie is finally at home on 8/07/2008 06:36:00 AM.