Woman haunted by bug killed in cold spirit

At the time, Elise Wetchlinger didn’t think twice about the killing.

A bug was in her tub as she was getting ready to shower and she simply grabbed a paper towel, smushed it, and flushed the remains down the toilet.

Now, however, she has begun to question her spontaneous decision and claims to be haunted by the dead bug’s spirit. The nightmares began just days after the incident, and have slowly became more and more frequent.

“I see him every night before I go to bed, hovering over me,” Wetchlinger explains. “And when I look away, he’s gone.”

Wetchlinger has always been a more sensitive soul than most. As a strict vegan, the thought of harming another creature has always been appalling to her. Yet, for a still inexplicable reason, that particular day she snapped and simply squished the bug- without apology or explanation.

Unsure how long the haunting will last, she has found her days have become shorter and her nights longer, and more tormenting.

Though tragic, the incident has confirmed the theory that Wetchlinger had about all creatures-they have souls. With no soul to linger, the bug would not be able to haunt her. Little comfort, though, for the woman’s guilty conscience.

Wetchlinger has been contacted by both Discovery Channel for their show “A Haunting” and by the Oxygen Network for their show “Snapped”. She has yet to confirm our deny she will be involved with the shows.

Creepy bug meets ironic end in epic battle

Yesterday, The Snoopy Digest reported a story about a woman and her war-like struggle with a giant creepy bug in her apartment.

Today, we have a follow up story on what happened hours after publishing that story.

Patricia Carter, who spent much of her night and morning nervously looking around for any sign of her giant enemy, decided to take a shower. Upon pulling back the curtain to her shower, she saw it.

There, lying in the bathtub and drowned in a small pool of water, was her enemy.

After initially jumping back at the sight of the creature again, she paused. And realized that her enemy died in a most easy to clean up spot, an issue that kept her from originally squashing him in the first place. And she also realized how ironic his death was since she had originally used bathtub cleaner to attempt to kill him in the first place. And, there he was, dirtying up her bathtub in one last act of rebellion.

She bowed to him in respect and sighed with relief.

Creepy bug victorious after woman’s failed attempt at chemical warfare

The Sunday began like any other for Patricia Carter, a young girl living in a small studio in Chicago. She spent much of it resting and readying her body for a long week, when she was suddenly attacked by a large, creepy-looking, winged bug.

Carter recalls those first close encounter moments vividly. “I was standing next to my bed when suddenly I felt this huge presence next to my ears and floating down my body,” she says, shuddering. “Thankfully, I was holding a large book at the time and was able to swat down the combatant quickly, before she could take in the scope of her enemy.

Moments later, Carter scanned the area to see what she had swat at. And that’s when she saw it. The monster looked to be a mix between a spider, a mosquito and a wasp-three bugs that haunt her. Unable to bring herself to squash it, partly out of fear and partly out of not wanting to clean bug guts up out of her shaggy carpet, Carter decided upon chemical warfare. She grabbed two bottles of bathroom cleaner and neared the enemy slowly.

Realizing she would only have one good shot before the creature used its wings to get away, she readied her mind and steadied her hands. And sprayed the toxic gases like they were water from a hydrant in a city on a hot summer day.

Unfortunately, however, the creature got away. It stayed within her sight and she attempted to squish it a couple times. Its speed and agility, however, kept it from imminent death this time around, and it flew underneath her already somewhat crowded bed.

Terrified, she sprayed both cleaners aggressively into the area in which it disappeared, hoping to gas it out.

Hours later, the creature has yet to reemerge in the studio. Carter waits patiently and nervously, convinced that every little twitch she feels on her body is the enemy coming out to attack her.

She had a tough time sleeping that night because, for the first time since her childhood, she truly believed there was a monster living under her bed.