I am an insect. An insignificant little bug crawling on the face of the earth unnoticed by my peers, walking on blindly to serve their queen. Who is my queen? I do not know. I don’t know what my purpose is. I don’t understand why I’m here, or why I’ve been doomed to be so pathetic and puny. It’s depressing.
The spindly insect was both fascinating and horrifying. The power to take life in that tiny little fluorescent green shell was so weird. The green insect was a genetically modified insect that had its genes altered when it ate Monsanto corn. The RNA interference that was designed to dangerously kill off insects’ ability to reproduce had caused a stir in the media world but finally had passed by the FDA. The worry was that all the insects would die off, and the animals that ate them would die off, and the animals that eat those animals would die off, causing us to die off from lack of food sources.
Nick F.
My brother likes insects a lot. Especialy when there Star Wars related.
Zachary Williams
Ladybugs with red bodies and black spots, magnified on the lush, green lawn. I love these bugs. Spiders, however, I could do without. But they’re not insects.
Six legs, iridescent wings, buzzing by, free, high up, low down the sky is yours in the summer sunshine you flit and flirt with flowers and me. A beautiful nuisance, a necessity, sometimes we love you, sometimes we try to destroy you, our gardens would be a poorer place with out you.
Semolina
They crawl in my head, sometimes I’m tickled and laugh. Since no one can see them crawling inside, they think I’m mad. When they sink their cruel fangs and bite my brain, groans burst like window panes in a hurricane, they think I’m mad. They cannot feel what I feel. How did they get there?
I like to burn insect with magnifying glasses It is fun You can have a full ceremony for them then tie them to a post and slowly burn the rope I like it when they scream too or I cam blow them up with a firecracker.
Ich hasse Insekten. Ich finde sie total ekelig und es graus mir vor kleinen, krabbelnden oder fliegenden Viechern. Allein die Vorstellung reicht bei mir aus eine Gänsehaut zu bekommen. Oder das surrenden Geräusch, igitt. Nein, da renne ich weg. Das ist so fürchterlich ekelig, ich muss mich sehr zusammen reißen um nicht in hysterische Panik zu verfallen.
Callie
insects are bugs. Bugs can come in many shapes and sizes. Bugs can be bad but also very important for our world. Insects are ants, bee, spiders, etc. They are usually outside in the woods or hanging on trees or the ground.
Sean
sometimes we feel like insects
we scurry around furtively in the cracks
looking for food –
part of a bigger picture
got to get back to the hive
everything needs to be just right
so we are meticulous
when i watch ants move with such frenzy it seems illogical
i can’t discern their motives or where they’re going
their direction changes constantly
sometimes we feel like insects
it's not important.
bugs, legs, creepy, as it touched down on my leg my hand instantly swatted down on it squashing it into a dirty mess! ewwww. green, hmm
Kieran
There were just so many of them, crawling through the small holes in the wire mesh. the insects were now hovering around the bedroom light, attracted to the brightness and then falling onto the crisp white bedcovers, forming a polka dot pattern all over the large space.
Crawling across the screen, little tiny bugs are marching to their doom as I watch them make a line towards the edge of my computer monitor. “I won’t let them live.” I swear to myself. “This time they must die…”
Laura Riddle
Little buggy sometimes with wings, bit annoying like especially if you accidentally swallow one when it lands in your lemonade. But we need them and some are cute like ladybirds! Yay
The insect crawled over the table and onto the candle. It sat on the wick and looked at me as if it were ready tot tell me a story. I was not afraid even though I had never seen it before.
Crisnole
Crawling all over me. In my skin, over my skin. Under my nails. Writhing in my hair. A thousand tiny clicks and cracks of miniature boneless plates. A million eyes. I am writhing beneath them. I cannot breathe.
You can always tell when it’s about to rain. Everything goes quiet, even the insect’s wings. They disappear into the hollows of tree bark, beneath the ground, into the sea of leaves. And it pours.
insects are very anoying.
insects are nasty bugs.
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Insect are nasty except Lady Bugs!!!! I like Lady Bugs! :3:3 Unlike Jake Lustgraff he is the nastiest bug in Show Low…
An insect is a bug that is annoying. Some insects sting like wasps, they hurt really bad and I got one in my shirt.
a bug is an insect haha idk what to say about it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!sierra said its like a pumba.
apple doeesnt like insects at all. she says they give her diabetes. and whenever she sees an insect she screams IM HAVING DIABETES!
insects are gross i also saw a beetle outside i ran away from it im scared of bugs and anything hat has to do with an insect
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insects most npeople dont like. You must eat an insect to be a kid is what i think.
Apple’s boyfriend acts like an insect.
there are many insects on the earth. insects are bugs. not animals. they are beetles,wasps,bees,worms,and many more.
The spindly insect was both fascinating and horrifying. The power to take life in that tiny little fluorescent green shell was so weird. The green insect was a genetically modified insect that had its genes altered when it ate Monsanto corn. The RNA interference that was designed to dangerously kill off insects’ ability to reproduce had caused a stir in the media world but finally had passed by the FDA. The worry was that all the insects would die off, and the animals that ate them would die off, and the animals that eat those animals would die off, causing us to die off from lack of food sources.
My brother likes insects a lot. Especialy when there Star Wars related.
Ladybugs with red bodies and black spots, magnified on the lush, green lawn. I love these bugs. Spiders, however, I could do without. But they’re not insects.
Six legs, iridescent wings, buzzing by, free, high up, low down the sky is yours in the summer sunshine you flit and flirt with flowers and me. A beautiful nuisance, a necessity, sometimes we love you, sometimes we try to destroy you, our gardens would be a poorer place with out you.
They crawl in my head, sometimes I’m tickled and laugh. Since no one can see them crawling inside, they think I’m mad. When they sink their cruel fangs and bite my brain, groans burst like window panes in a hurricane, they think I’m mad. They cannot feel what I feel. How did they get there?
bugs bugs bugs buttons butts
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There was an insect in Jeremy’s eye, but he got it out in first hour.
insect are little bugs that are…………?
An insect is a kind of bug it usually has six legs and lots of eyes. But I don’t like insects, so I wouldn’t know. But o whel…:)
An insect has eight legs, i think, and a bug has six legs.
I like to burn insect with magnifying glasses It is fun You can have a full ceremony for them then tie them to a post and slowly burn the rope I like it when they scream too or I cam blow them up with a firecracker.
A insect is a type of bug. Some have wings and antennas and others might have small legs and or pinchers.
i will squash u like the insect i squishe yester day infact u will be so insect like i will squah u like one
insects!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!…
an insect is a bug. they jump around and annoy me. I feed insects to more priveleged animals llike gekos and lizards and stuff.
Insects are bugs, i hate bugs.Bugs jump on yo face.I’m not black.
Ich hasse Insekten. Ich finde sie total ekelig und es graus mir vor kleinen, krabbelnden oder fliegenden Viechern. Allein die Vorstellung reicht bei mir aus eine Gänsehaut zu bekommen. Oder das surrenden Geräusch, igitt. Nein, da renne ich weg. Das ist so fürchterlich ekelig, ich muss mich sehr zusammen reißen um nicht in hysterische Panik zu verfallen.
insects are bugs. Bugs can come in many shapes and sizes. Bugs can be bad but also very important for our world. Insects are ants, bee, spiders, etc. They are usually outside in the woods or hanging on trees or the ground.
sometimes we feel like insects
we scurry around furtively in the cracks
looking for food –
part of a bigger picture
got to get back to the hive
everything needs to be just right
so we are meticulous
when i watch ants move with such frenzy it seems illogical
i can’t discern their motives or where they’re going
their direction changes constantly
sometimes we feel like insects
bugs, legs, creepy, as it touched down on my leg my hand instantly swatted down on it squashing it into a dirty mess! ewwww. green, hmm
There were just so many of them, crawling through the small holes in the wire mesh. the insects were now hovering around the bedroom light, attracted to the brightness and then falling onto the crisp white bedcovers, forming a polka dot pattern all over the large space.
Crawling across the screen, little tiny bugs are marching to their doom as I watch them make a line towards the edge of my computer monitor. “I won’t let them live.” I swear to myself. “This time they must die…”
Little buggy sometimes with wings, bit annoying like especially if you accidentally swallow one when it lands in your lemonade. But we need them and some are cute like ladybirds! Yay
The insect crawled over the table and onto the candle. It sat on the wick and looked at me as if it were ready tot tell me a story. I was not afraid even though I had never seen it before.
Crawling all over me. In my skin, over my skin. Under my nails. Writhing in my hair. A thousand tiny clicks and cracks of miniature boneless plates. A million eyes. I am writhing beneath them. I cannot breathe.
You can always tell when it’s about to rain. Everything goes quiet, even the insect’s wings. They disappear into the hollows of tree bark, beneath the ground, into the sea of leaves. And it pours.