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Crickets. Ive discovered that I hate crickets. Even now as I sit, diligently doing work at my desk, their metronome of relentless annoyance permeates through the walls and into my ears.

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Jeff Leeson Amy Duncan 10/20/09 IB Global Lit Personal Essay Word count: 561 Topic of your Choice Bugs are not good friends of mine. Spiders are gruesome, and wasps are threatening. Even butterflies flaunt their painted wings by fluttering in your face. Recently, however, I've realized that one insect dominates the list of my most despised. This one insect, I've found, puts all the others to shame by trying it's hardest to disturb all nearby. I've discovered that I hate crickets. Even now as I sit, diligently doing work at my desk, their metronome of relentless annoyance permeates through the walls and into my ears. Sharp and crisp like a bird's chirp, but lacking its sweet flowing melody. Over and over it goes so that I can't focus on anything but their ungodly calls. ...read more.

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Each crunchy creature also must have the ability to shrink their size. Squeezing into cracks and crannies in walls, the cricket even puts the cockroach to shame. Once hiding within thirty feet of my presence, the beast begins to sing its wretched, repetitive tune. Echoing in my ears, magnified by the silence between chirps, the song rattles in my head. They seem to enjoy the fact that I stay up late doing schoolwork, relishing in the torment they bestow upon me. Forget writing, forget studying and solving problems, forget sleeping, because I am irritated. Each shrill note pierces my skull, drumming inside my head as though pressuring my brain. "Find me," it taunts, "if you can." ...read more.

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I freeze in mid-step, an urge to scream and lunge clawing at me. The chirp continues, beckoning, taunting. A lightning quick swipe of my hand overturns a sneaker. The joyful song stops. The panicked nuisance hops pitifully against the wall and falls to the floor. An ear-splitting smack sickens the air, and then blissful silence pours into the night. As I diligently head back to my desk, ready to finish my tasks, I can't help but think of that poor soul quivering in that corner. The tiny body that only wanted to share its song with the world, unjustly silenced by a being who never took the time to see how wonderful and joyous it actually was. Nothing should ever be taken at first glance with a closed mind; only through a deep understanding does one truly find the beauty that life can bestow. ...read more.

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