My sister "Fred" is a cicada 'fraidy cat, who's hobbling on crutches (which become cicada killing machings) after knee surgery. This is her cicada story.
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Wanted to share my traumatic cicada story w/ you.
I had a dr appt at 8am yesterday and as I walked outside the little ugly beasts rejoiced and leaped for joy at my arrival to their domain.
Thank God I had my crutches! So I am attempting to walk through the gate and there sits a cicada right were I have to open the gate.
I am horrified!
There's another one and another one, leaping at me! So I use my crutch to open the gate.
I obviously can't run, so I try to hobble briskly to the car.
They are surrounding me. Kids are going to school and here I am screaming swinging my crutches at these beasts, it was a sight to see.
I get close to the car and there is one sitting, waiting for me to get closer. I stand there in fear knowing he is going to attack.
I get my weapon and starting poking and he is moving closer. Another one comes out underneath the car, I scream. I'm going to be late for my appointment so I flung my weapon of mass destruction and success I killed him.
I jump into the car injuring my leg once again, but not caring. I had to sit in the car for a few minutes to get my composure. I was so scared.
I asked God, "WHY cicadas!!!???!!!" He is probably laughing at me by now. So I drive off go to the doctor., who I'm tell my story cicada story. He laughs at me. I said, "this is not a laughing matter! I can't go home!"
Instead, I hide out from the cicadas at the health clubfor 2 hours. Oh…This is not the end of the story.
When I get home, the cicadas are all over the driveway, on the fence the garage. I was in my car in the driveway for 10 minutes! Trying to find a way to not get attacked. T
here were two right outside my door, not kidding, pacing back and forth! God has a sense of humor! So I was about to drive to my mom's and stay there!
But I didn't, So I ended up parking on the street and walking to the front of the house because the cicadas don't know that I can go that way!
They are all over, one right by the door. I go to unlock the door and I only have the key for the bottom lock! @#$@#$@# I have to go to the back way. I prayed on the way to the back door…God please send a big gush of wind to open the gate!
The wind blew, the gate opened, the cicada saw me and I hobbled into the house. I didn't leave the house all day! I kept looking out surveying the yard for any that were trying to get inside.
They were knocking at the door I didn't answer!