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I am in my old room, my sister is trying to come in, but I locked myself in, to stay in peace. I am writing in my old journal, something like ''I want to run away''. Then I stop writing as some ladybugs come in from the window. After few seconds my bed is totally red. I think it is a signal for me to go and I prepare. The radio is on and I am listening some news. They say there is an invasion of ladybugs, and everyone feels compelled to leave. I think I am not going to do what everyone is doing, so I decide to stay, but the ladybugs get angry at me and start to jump on me. I like ladybugs, but after a while I look at whatever insect I start to feel first repulsion, then panic. In fact I start to panic and I try driving them away with my hands. I am not able and and when I look at my mirror, I do not see any insect on me, just my face and my body covered in blood and a paper knife in my hand. I wear just a short white t-shirt, but it is totally tore up and stained of blood. I am scared my parents can see me like that and so i change my mind and decide to leave like everybody else. I look at the mirror again and I wear that white shirt, but cleaned, not anymore stained of blood. I feel relieved, but then mirror shows me someone is looking at me from the windowsill and I wake up frightened.