#3things #398

With a big sigh cassie sat down. She’d been trying for about 30 minutes to get the moth out of her bedroom. She was tired, and just wanted to sleep, but that moth didnt care, it was just happy to not be caught.
All of a sudden she jumped, aha! Gottcha! She cried, as the moth had come to rest on her hand, now you’ve had it!
She opened the window and let the moth fly out. She was proud of herself for not squishing it, like she normally would have.


Author: Carol anne

I am 40 years young. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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