The Smokies were overall amazing. The beautiful view I had, the second I opened my eyes, to see the pink smoke and the rolling mountains that peaked high. The overly stunning watch tower. The exciting, chilly White Water Rapids in North Carolina–everything. I took pictures and I am currently awaiting them to upload, so more of that coming soon.

Well, just yesterday, I was out driving with Gwen and my caretaker, in the second row, in the middle of our van—and as I looked at the console, I saw something…moving, yellowish thing towards Gwen’s hand. Terrified, I screamed as loud as I could, for in my eyes it was a Devil in the form of a bug that was coming to kill!

My caretaker’s face paled as he struggled to control the vehicle. Gwen, too, cried out as she saw the HUGE THING crawling towards her hand. She threw down her hat atop it and lunged in the back.

“What on earth is it? You’re lucky that I did not crash!” That was what I numbly heard as I cowered in my fear as we pulled into a gas station.

“A HUGE HUGE HUGE CRAWLIN THING THAT’S COMING TO KILL US!” Gwen and I had the same voice, terrified, and just about to pass out from our….stress, you could call it.

He prepared himself to…..terminate the so called huge bug. Gwen and I lunged onto the grass outside the van, taking cover.

Laughter ran out seconds later, and stares glared at us from all around.

“You fools! It was a Junebug!”