butterflies.
when i was six-eight, there was this huge butterfly fluttering all over our house. i thought it was a giant mosquito and so did my older brother, leo. so we tried to kill it using our hands, clapping like a bunch of monkeys. anyway, soon, the butterfly landed on the couch. and leo caught it, he showed it directly to my face and then mashed it in his hands. and there was this disgusting liquid and the half-dead butterfly fluttering its wings. we both don't know what to do, so we started crying. since then, i developed a fear of butterflies so...
it was then worsened when my best friend trick my boyfriend into thinking that i liked butterflies. and he took me to this butterfly park BLINDFOLDED. and i literally cried on spot, freezing and not knowing what i should do.
*sigh*
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