How could something so tiny be so brutal. The tiny little fly was buzzing around my face for what felt like hours. Something that only little fairies can hear what was making me want to kill my self. The fly was not leaving me its like I was a massive pile of rotten fruit and i was being invaded by this one fly. Did I really smell that bad? I had tried to run away many times but this one annoying fly wasn’t going to leave my sight. If only there was a way to get ride of it.