I was walking to school one day early in the morning, and I noticed that I was walking on things that were squishy. I looked down and I was walking on live and wiggling baby pupa, I believe they were crane flies. There was an over abundance of rain that year and so all of the baby crane flies had to come out of the grass before they drowned. Needless to say I started screaming and crying and began running down the road back home. I had hundreds of these wiggling pupa sticking to my legs. I started crying even harder.
