Yes friends, we are going to be talking about all the stuff that has happened to me this summer that has given me ✨ T R A M A ✨

So let's get to it!

1. The water blaster incident

So, it started one day. My parents got two water blasters that came with water balloons.

And I was peacefully taking a nap on the couch, not bothering anyone. When, my dad decided that it was a good idea to let my brother spray me with cold ass water. And y'all I was PISSED.

I yelled at him and he didn't stop. I seriously need to know why my dad thought doing this was a good idea.

Why?

Because later, my parents left, and because my dad had let my brother spray me with the stupid blaster, my brother thought it was okay to CONTINUE DOING SO! I sprayed him back, but he went to fill it up again.

I jokingly threatened to spray him with milk if he didn't stop. Again, I was joking, I wasn't really going to do it. He should know this since I've done this before but never really followed through.

But no, instead he decided to GET THE FUCKING MILK AND PUT IT IN THE  BLASTER AND SPRAY IT AT ME!!!

I ran to my room. And because there was no knob on the door I had to hold it closed as he tried spraying me through the hole. But me being the smart person I am I backed against the wall and waited for it to stop.

When it eventually did, I waited a while before I opened the door. But when I did, I stepped out a few feet before seeing my brother.

Holding an open can of Bubbly.

My brain: "Oh fuck."

I went scrambling to get back in my room but he managed to throw-poor it on me.

Me: "WHAT THE HELL?! WHAT THE FUCK?!!"

My brother thought it would be funny to call me out on saying the F word, but I could care less. At this point in time (June) I did not have a phone because mine was broken. So my parents would leave the house phone here. So I was going to take that and call them, like a rational person would do.

I take one step forward and I guess my brother thought I was gonna hit him or something.

Why?

Well gosh maybe because he's been spraying water and milk and pouring Bubbly on me!

"So what does he do?" You ask?

He starts throwing his toys at me.

I started yelling at him to stop, literally asking him what I did for him to start doing this, but he doesn't stop.

I was covering my head and trying to tell him to stop, but he doesn't.

I threw one back, but it didn't hit him because I wasn't aiming. Because trust me, if I had actually been aiming it would've hit him. But I wasn't, so it just landed on the couch. And I really only did this as a way to try and get him to stop, I didn't really want to hit him.

Now yes, I'll admit that me and my brother have gotten into physical fights, but in all honesty that was the last thing on my mind right then. All I wanted to do was call my parents so that they could take care of it.

But I couldn't get to the phone because my brother was throwing his toys at me. I look up to tell him to stop and he throws his Shemoo or however it's spelt, (it's from the new Godzilla X Kong movie thing) at my face.

It hit me square in the nose.

And then, and only then, does my brother realize what he did.

I literally just started crying right there in front of him, and I once again asked him what I did to him that made him want to do all of this.

I walked away and grabbed the house phone, went to the bathroom, called my parents and told them what had happened, and sat in the bathroom until I heard my mom yelling at my brother.

Now my mom said that I shouldn't have sprayed him back because that had technically escalated the situation, but since my brother did what he did, she said she wasn't going to punish me for it because my brother had already done that. Which to be honest, is fair, I mean if I hadn't sprayed him back none of that probably wouldn't have happened, so I accepted it and my dad helped me clean out the water blaster.

Now, my mom still had to punish my brother.

"How did she do it?" You ask?

By taking his toys.

Now my brother started throwing a fit about it because he didn't want his toys taken. Like he started crying.

Although my brother is nine so I suppose we should cut him a little slack, but still.

After that I showered and did some other stuff, I think maybe I drew or something like that? I can't remember.

So yeah. That's how that went.

Honestly at first when he was spraying me with water I'd just thought he wanted to play or something. So I sprayed him back.

But I guess I misjudged the situation. Yay for me.

But don't worry, I'm pretty sure my brother learned his lesson. I know I did.

2. The bug incident

Now for those of you who don't know, I have a very serious, very strong, fear of bugs.

Like... All of them.

Well, except mosquitoes, I mostly just find them annoying.

I especially don't like ants because once when I was really little I was playing outside and... accidentally disturbed a nest of ants and... Um... Well let's just say there was a lot of spraying me off in the shower involved.

Hey I said I was gonna be discussing things that have traumatized me so what did you expect?

But honestly I'm not too scared of ants so...

Yeah. But other than that, all bugs terrify me.

Anygays, this was more recent, like mid July recent, so yeah.

So, I went to the bathroom, and when I was about to wash my hands, I heard buzzing. I'd assumed it was a fly and continued on with my day. But...

I was very wrong, and that was proven later in the shower.

So, I was going to take a shower. And as I was doing so, I thought I'd felt something bite me, but when I felt the spot, which was under my arm, I didn't feel anything, so I moved on.

But as I was showering, a HUGE bug came flying down and landed on the curtain. It looked like a mix between a Bee and a June Bug, like it had the body and build of a Bee but the color and size of a June Bug.

I literally squeaked and jumped back, and completely froze.

It crawled around on the curtain and I just stood with my back pressed against the wall.

Eventually I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around myself. I also remembered thinking something had bitten me and I gat worried that the bug had bitten or stung me.

Y'all I hadn't even gotten to shampoo and conditioner 😭

So I went out to the kitchen and asked my dad if I had a bug bite, and he said no. So I told him about the June Bee, (June Bug mixed with a Bee) and he went in the bathroom to find it. Meanwhile I went to my mom and she hugged me after I'd told her what had happened. And she lent me a shirt and I put it on and a pair of pajama pants.

My dad said he couldn't find it, and my mom had to use the bathroom, so I just stood outside the bathroom and waited.

But then, I saw a tiny bug flying, I thought it was a fly, but realized it wasn't.

I literally started screaming and swatting at it and I thought it had gone in my hair!

I ran back into parents room because I no longer trusted anywhere else, and my mom was wheezing because apparently it was just a carpet beetle.

Well sorry but just a tiny spider is enough to make me go running for the hills thank you very much.

Oh yeah, and the thing landed NEXT TO A SPIDER!

My dad caught it and I sat in my parents room while my mom laughed about it all.

Eventually my dad caught the June Bee and told us that apparently it was a Yellow Jacket. Which is a type of bee.

Tell me that ain't scary as hell. TELL ME! 😭

My dad ended up coming in with the thing in a bag and he MUST have been trying to scare me even more because he was opening it and peering inside the bag it was in.

The thing flew out and y'all I was under my parents blanket in 0.3 seconds.

My dad caught it for a second time and I sat under the blanket crying and completely traumatized.

My mom laughed about it, basically wheezing as I'd definitely put on a show and eventually I calmed down and we watched tik toks of people doing their nails.

So yeah. I have been traumatized by this summer and I doubt I'll have better luck when school rolls around because 8th Grade is gonna be hell... I can just sense it.

I hope you guys have enjoyed me venting about my traumatic summer. I wonder what August's traumatic moment will be?

Well, when I find out I'll be sure to update you all about it! Bye!

-Vaeh