It was evening of the day when I was to leave my home for the first time. It was not as if I had a choice, I had to leave but staying at home had become impossible. I was relieved and terrified. I had a train to catch in about 2 hrs and for which I had to leave for the station at once. But before that, I had to pee, badly.
I didn’t switch on the light of the bathroom while entering as I thought the ambient light around would be more than enough and I would be out in a jiffy. I peed, flushed and started to wash my hands in the sink. I could not find the soap; I reached to switch on the light. Suddenly I saw something move from the corner of my eye, I turned my head to see it.
It was a black snake one of the biggest I had ever seen and it was looking right back at me. I froze. I couldn’t move an inch. I didn’t know what to do. Saying that I am afraid of snakes would be an understatement. I am horrified by them, they crawl and they slime and they fork their tongues out at regular intervals. All in all a nightmarish prospect even in nightmares but this was real life and it was so much worse. It wasn’t that I had never seen snakes before, I had. But the difference had been the distance, the closet I had been to the snake was around 40 m and even then I had run and hid underneath my bed. This snake, on the other hand, was only a few feet away and it was right beside the door. So there was no easy escape from this. I had to cross the threshold and it was protected by a monster and like in the movies the time was running out. My train was not going to wait for me and if I missed it things would be that much worse than they were already.
The snake was still looking at me, unblinkingly. It was eerily still and the only way I could tell it lived was the flickering of its tongue in and out its head. The sweat trickled down the side of my head. I had to move, I had to get out of here. I didn’t want to miss my train but I didn’t want it to bury its fangs in my ankles either. My heart thumped, the clock ticked and butterflies in my stomach were doing a dance. I heard my father’s voice calling for me to come out. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I steadied myself and … Jumped! And …. I was out!! I was alive!!. I quickly shut the bathroom door behind me and ran towards my father without ever looking back to see if the snake was following me.