The Earwig
The Earwig ~ a narrative I t all started on brisk Spring morning in 2016 when I was in fifth grade. The morning (I’m pretty sure) started like any other day. Sleep in until 7. Eat breakfast. Get on bus. Go to school. Etc. But I guess the universe must have thought it was a little bit too normal, and it wanted to make the day more interesting. And possibly a tad bit traumatizing. When I got to school, a voice came over the loudspeaker telling 5th grade to head over to the Middle School for a “little introduction to 6th grade”. Our class lined up and walked in a “single file line” which as always ended up more like gigantic mob of kids shouting pushing while running down the stairs. Once we arrived at the middle school library, everyone sat down in their seats. About ten minutes in, I noticed a strange sensation, as if something was tickling by ankle. I tried to ignore the feeling for several minutes, but I felt it...