The Sting That Changed My Night
Never in a million years did I think I would get bitten by a scorpion. For me, scorpions were just one of those things you read about in documentaries. But that night in Nigeria, everything changed.
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Never in a million years did I think I would get bitten by a scorpion. For me, scorpions were just one of those things you read about in documentaries. But that night in Nigeria, everything changed.
Every person entering or throughout their teenage years, I'm sure has gone through and will go through an embarrassing, humbling phase. I have decided to tell the ridiculous story of my grade 9-10 emo, rock, grunge phase. Looking back now at 17, chills run through my body thinking of those times.
I remember childhood summers I would spend on the beach, making sand castles using the tiny buckets another kid had left behind, or simply swimming in the shallow parts closer to the edge where water and land met.
I was talking with a close friend when our conversation got cut off by J, another friend of mine, who appeared beside me. I could sense trouble coming off of him, his face giving a smirking expression. I knew that look.
It was a late-afternoon in the middle of July. It was the kind of day where the sun hung low in the sky, casting the world in a ray of golden light. It was one where you didn’t want it to end. My best friend, AJ, and I were gathered at our usual meetup spot.
Amrit stirred her chai absently, the spoon clinking against the ceramic mug as she stared into the swirling liquid. “A forensic scientist,” she murmured, half to herself. “Apparently, I want to waste my life chasing laashan.”
The moment I decided to change wasn’t a single, dramatic event—it was a slow realization that built up over time. But if I had to pinpoint one defining moment, it was a late summer evening in my bedroom, staring at my ceiling, feeling stuck in a cycle of self-doubt and frustration.