I was so tired. I fell onto a smelly bunk
bed. I tried not to think about the fleas that
were probably crawling in it. Ugh!
I'M AFRAID OF BUGS!
I'M AFRAID OF BUGS!
Exhausted, I fell asleep fully dressed. That
night, I kept hearing Trap’s voice in my
dreams. “Just don’t think about it!” he
chanted over and over.