Help.

It's getting pretty difficult to get to sleep these days.

Not because of a caffeine overdose or too much activity in the hours prior to hitting the sack but due to something more mundane and seemingly insignificant.

Something that you would hardly take notice of, but oh god, once you realised that they are around, the damage has already been done.

Talking about those damned mozzies.

Those six-legged winged blood-sucking pests that just won't stop going after your blood, that never fail to create those highly annoying high-pitched "eeeeee" noises close to your ears while you are asleep, that never fail to start you scratching every single part of your body in agony until you turn absolutely nuts.

I was up till pretty late trying to bear with the irritating noises and the itch until I could stand it no more.

So I just got up, turned on the lights in the bedroom and searched high and low for those puny bloodsucking monsters.

And I finally found them and spared no effort in eliminating them from the face of this earth.

Boy, it felt good.

Then it was lights out and back to bed and a peaceful slumber from then on.

God, please forgive me for having taken two lives.

It was either me or them.