[please ignore the grammar. the writer has some...defects]

brutality of a lizard...*chills*

While I was drawing,I was disturbed by something small flying.It's not mosquito, coz I already wacked that bloodsucker, but a moth. It was flying round & round and while I was looking at it,another something stole my eyes.It was a lizard.I looked again at the flying moth and then suddenly it landed on the ceiling.Then WHAM!!! grabs the lizard by its mouth [huh?]...uhm, the lizard grabbed the moth with its mouth. The moth was trying to escape from the lizard's mouth [of doom! lol] but the lizard has a strong "grip". [seriously, i'm laughing at my grammar] The moth was still struggling like a caught fish[wth is that term!?] but the lizard wasn't giving up like a fisherman whose bait is caught by a 60cm fish![i have no idea about the cm of a good fish]. Anyways, the lizard was bumping it's head on the ceiling, hoping that the moth will stop moving. Bump,bump,bump goes the lizard's head as the moth wasn't giving up in...moving.The moth flapped its wings rapidly to escape from the its doom. The lizard crawled on a hole while bumping its head on the ceiling like it was telling the moth "you're mine now whether you like it or not"!

As I write on this journal, I'm hearing the head bumping of the lizard on a hidden surface.And if the moth has a voice, I would be deaf by its scream.and then.....

THE SILENCE.

followed by the lizard's shout of victory, of success. "TSK TSK TSK TSK"!!. The painful struggle lasted for...5 minutes.

.THE END.