Today I was sitting in my bed, reading a random book, when I notice movement in the books next to my bed. When I look down, I see an ant. Soon, I see more and more! I didn't tell my mom immediately, because I was having a panic attack (I have a slight fear of bugs, I know it's dumb) in the bathroom. After I composed myself, I grab a shoe from my sister's closet, because all my shoes are under my bed, and go to stomp on them, but they were gone.
When I finally told my mom, she went upstairs with me and we found a bunch more. She emailed the bug person ("The people who spray bugs have GOT to be a necessity!") and he's going to come tomorrow morning. I might have to sleep in the guest room tonight.