I was about to drift off to sleep when I heard a strange sound, a little like squeaking or chirping. I figured it was something outside. I heard it a bit later and opened my eyes and saw what seemed to be a small dark winged creature flying across my room. I rubbed my eyes and looked again, and there it was circling around again. Holy shit, how did a bird get in my room?
I wish.
I jumped up and turned the light on and saw that the dark winged creature circling over my bed was no bird. it was this:

I have never seen a bat in my life so I was frantic. I jumped out of my room and slammed the door, locking it in there. But then I realized that wouldn’t do, I would eventually have to get back into my room. I knocked on roommates’ doors for help and got no answer. Jerks. Luckily there is a porch door just outside my bedroom door, so I opened that door, kicked my door open, and waited in the hallway. A few moments later it came swooping out just past my head, and I ran into my room and slammed the door shut and waited for it to find its way out the porch door.
Another reason I am looking forward to getting the hell out of here on Sept. 1.





