A fly has infiltrated the house. Mind you, this is no ordinary fly. This is a mother of a fly....I mean, I have honestly never seen a fly so big in all my 17 years. You may say "Maegan, buddy, flies are bound to get into the house sometimes, don't get so bent out of shape." BUT NO! This fly is out to get me! It crawled across the mirror on the wall behind the computer. It crawled ever so slowly, daring me to squash it. But I saw his hidden motives. He was just waiting for me to grab a magazine and hurl myself at the mirror just so he could fly away right before my magazine shatters the glass. That way he would still be alive, the mirror would be broken and I (his victim) would be distraught and tired from the attack. My logic may be hard to follow but you must believe me....the fly is still alive and in the room. It is hiding someone in the shadows or maybe he is up in my room reeking havoc. THIS IS WAR!