Stop bugging me!

I’m begging, begging you.

There is something special about me. I’m very attractive. They all love me. Why can’t you leave me alone? Stop bugging me! I feel that they are thinking: «you are too sweet honey, we want to suck your blood!». I can’t sleep, thay are never leaving me alone. Every night I wake up whith a scream. «Joy! there is a big mosquito in my bed!». «No, wait, it was just a dream». In the morning I wake up and my body is itching all over. They bite me everywere. But now I’ve had enough! I wan’t acsept this behaviour any more. The war has began. Today I killed one of the mosquitos and I don’t feel to bad about it.