May 09th, 2017

The house my father lived in had bats. No one really would believe this if they had actually been in the house and lift with those bats day and they out. You would think that leaving the light on wood scared him somehow and that coming into the rooms but they still came in the rooms. December they were talking on the news about bats being in someone's home or they found one that's in someone's home and it was on the news and I thought wow we had a bunch of bats in our house and no way to put us on the news. In addition the wood really cared. What could happen with the 12 with the 12 of the seven-year-old and a bunch of bats flying around at night. The first time I found out about the bats was when I was laying in bed with my sister and she was trying to explain to me about the bats no I didn't I didn't quit speaking of English to really know what that was but I did understand that she was talking about some kind of animal being in the house that's not supposed to be there. Now this house was not a house anybody should live in. There was a garage downstairs and upstairs somehow my dad made a home. Maybe it was supposed to be just for him but since it was the summer I had come there to visit for the first time and that my sister was there. I remember her talking about these bats are at that these animals that were flying around the house and I was really kind of wondering what she was talking about since there were no curtains on the windows and half of the windows in even have class the moon and the light from outside shell and into the room and as she's talking and looking at the bedposts which you couldn't see that Dave what you could only see the outline of the bed because it was dark but it remember seeing that one of the bedposts was higher than the other and I also remembered that it wasn't like that when I went to bed. So she had already fallen asleep and I woke up trying to say that the bedpost didn't look right however I didn't know how to say that in English so I just kind of emotion that and we turned the light off on and there was a bad sitting on the bedpost and they just set there. Living with that became just a normal every day. We tried to ignore them and we tried to sleep with the lights on but they still came into the rooms. One time my father came running out of the bathroom and we saw that there was a bad hanging inside the toilet bowl and he had just sat there. That freaked me out because that's one of my quick bite me is to have something but me and my behind and I'm on the toilet. He was lucky he didn't get bit. There's also one day when my father thought that he could shoot one of the beds except he was shooting in the house and the only thing a shot was the win though one of the windows that actually had glass in it and I thought immediately that window will never ever be fixed. There were other run-ins with bats. One was that my father was trying to raise some great Danes because you want to make some money with them. Do you have all these little puppies everywhere and they were cute but I knew that they were going to grow into a gigantic dog so I was trying to help him take care of them and one day one of them was playing with something and I looked down and the dog the little puppy was standing right over a bat and cut a smacking of the round and that that did nothing except kind of leather his wings. At that point I really had to do something and I took a stick and the bat and I pinned down one of the wings of the bat and took the bat and hit it and it was really well phooey. We have a movie I had to hit it over and over and the bad kind of bounced off of it it was the weirdest thing and it really really bothered me to have to kill this fat. I had never killed anything in my life except bucks and then it was only like an aunt or something like that to fly but nothing out that big like that and even today I still live at the killing this little bat. It was awful.