søndag 28. juni 2009

Scary seagulls

A couple years ago- I had a very traumatic experience while going for a run. I was attacked by what seemed to be one, but turned out to be several seagulls. There I was, minding my own buisness, running through a neighborhood of three-story buildings when a bird comes soaring out of nowhere, and plunges straight for my head. I was terrified. Stupidly, instead of showing the bird that mankind is surperior to its race, I completely freaked out. I ducked, I ran faster, I probably even screamed. The single seagull probably got a kick out of the goosehunt and called for it's friends. Now I had not only one seagull, but several swooping in on me from all directions. I ran to the closest roofed area for shelter, and waited for my heart rate to slow down. When I thought the coast was clear, I figured I'd complete my run instead of cowardly running through the same seagull warzone from which I had just barely survived. As I ran out from my pathetic shelter, the seagull reappeared! It had been waiting for me! The nerve...So, what to do ..? Quite convinced I would end up at the hospital, I spotted a group of eight-year olds playing softball. In pure desperation I ran towards them, the main reason being the bats they were holding. I must have looked absolutely mental, way older than them, screaming, with a seagull on my tail. Of course the seagull circled a few times, then left after seing the larger number of people. I pled them, I repeat; plead a group of second graders to walk me home, even insisting that I stay in the middle. They giggled all along, and still refer to me as "The girl who is afraid of seagulls", which brings me to the preasent; I think I am much better now, even though the event was quite scarring. The other night I actually had a nightmare about them, only to be swooped in on the next day while biking. Coinsidence? I think not. Everyone knows seagulls either fight eachother for food or attempt murder because they think you're going to harm their young. The ironic part? Yhe day they attacked me, the song I was listening to as I was running and the first one striked; "I wanna have your babies."

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