Jellyfish

I have now accepted the fact that I am a blogger. I used to deny it when people said it, and I was just like, "Ah, I just like to write my thoughts down sometimes." I had a couple people tell me I should transfer a few of my old ones from myspace over to my new world of the facebook. So, I will sprinkle them in with my current thoughts. I'm watching the Learning Channel the other night and I see a special on jellyfish and am reminded of my mortal fear of these creatures. I have never been stung by one, because even to this day my head's on a swivel every time I go into the ocean. I used to go to FL every summer to stay with my grandparents. My grandmother put this fear into me like none other. As anyone that knows her will tell you, sometimes she can scare you to death, especially warning a kid. She would tell me about jellyfish and how dangerous they were. If I ever saw one, swim for my life back to shore. I'm 10 years old at the time and more concerned about jellyfish than any shark that swims by. I'm so scared of these things that I just picture the ultimate killing machines that can swim, fly and run. Well, one day I'm walking down the beach collecting sea shells and I see my mortal enemy washed up on the beach. I immediately freeze in my tracks. In my mind I'm thinking the beast has seen me and I'm only about 10 feet away. I slowly start inching around the thing trying not to startle it. As I get even with the jellyfish, I hear a noise like a rattle. I immediately start walking a little faster and I hear more noise. I then take off in a full sprint and hear this rattling noise reach its peak. I'm like a 10 year old holy terror burning up the sand. I'm running through couples holding hands, hurdling sand castles....nothing is slowing this stupid thing down. I try to look behind to see the jellyfish chasing after me, but I don't have the luxury of slowing down. I finally drop to the ground in desparation after sprinting along the beach for about 300 yards and just decide to give up and let the monster have me. Much to my surprise I don't see anything. I then reach in my pocket and pull out the shells that had been rattling the entire time.