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Writer's pictureElla Napton

How Did I End Up With A Centipede Under My Bed?

Ahhhh, dorm living, our favorite way of life. I have been living in a dorm room for about three years now, so it's safe to say I have it down to a science: get as many organizers as possible and stuff as much into said organizers as you can.

But one thing my time in the dorms has not come with, yet, is centipedes. I have been fortunate enough to have fairly bug-free dorm rooms throughout my freshman and sophomore years of college. Besides a ladybug here and a fly there, there wasn't much to complain about insect-wise (otherwise, well, there's a good amount). That is, until I moved into the dorm I am currently occupying: one of the oldest on campus.

The very first night, my sister and I were doing face masks and watching storage wars--our ideal night, essentially. We also ordered pizza, which is quite the luxury for a broke college student such as myself. As I stood up to order the pizza I saw a massive bug crawl under my futon. Naturally, I freaked out and immediately went on a hunt for it while my sister got the pizza. Unfortunately, I could not find the bug and I had to cope with the fact that I would be rooming with a giant bug for the duration of the school year.

After that incident I pretty much forgot about the possibility of large insects being my roommate. I would see a gnat here and a spider there, but nothing crazy. That is, until my roommate informed me that while I was not in the room she encountered a centipede and had to tackle its downfall herself. I immediately felt shivers run down my spine: I don't do large bugs. But I came to terms with it (mostly because I didn't actually experience it) and moved on with my life.

That is, until I was grabbing a pair of shoes one morning and I saw something scuttle by my left foot from under my bed. Now, it was the early morning (for me, around 8:30) and I assumed I was just seeing things--natural, right? But as I turned around to double-check it was most certainly not a figment of my exhausted imagination: it was a centipede.

My heart quickened and I screamed, just being honest, and grabbed the nearest object (a shoe, I believe) and smashed it.

Now, I know some people believe that we should trap bugs and take them back outside, but when it comes to centipedes that's a no from me.

I did some investigating to find out whether or not this was only happening in my dorm, and lo and behold, it was a common thing for other not only in my building, but on my campus as well.

These realizations left me with a few questions: how did these bugs come in? Will I ever be the same again? And where can I buy centipede traps?



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