I was freaked out, it's body was thin, but it was very long. I don't know that it was one of the killer centipedes, but I've heard that's the only kind of giant centipede you see around here. I went to get a container to catch it in. Unfortunately, when I started moving it into the container, it made a dart for my clothes drawer, which I had conveniently left cracked open. I panicked, shooed it the other direction, and it fell under my bed. After that I couldn't find it at all. And I couldn't sleep. At all.
I wish I hadn't panicked, because I think I would have safely caught it otherwise, plus, I'm in training(not my dojo, but you get the point) not to panic in the face of my fear. Because of that, it's surely still somewhere in my house. What am I gonna do??!!
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It dawned on me yesterday an alternative way I might have responded to this circumstance.
I could've waited for the creature to move first, instead of prodding it to go into my container from its resting place on my pillow. In that way, it might not have ran, I might not have panicked, and it might have ended up in my container after all.
Or, I might've been bit and gone to the hospital or died. Better this way, I suppose.
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