That morning, I went out onto the balcony and noticed something strange moving inside the wall. At that moment, I was overcome with pure terror, especially when I realized what it was 😢😲 That morning, I went out onto the balcony completely automatically—to open the window, take a breath, and wake up. And suddenly, it was as if my gaze stumbled on the wall. Something was there. It was moving. Slowly, strangely, as if it had a life of its own. My insides clenched. My first thought was a shadow. My second was a snake. My heart sank, my palms became sweaty, and my breathing became ragged. I froze and simply stared, afraid to even blink. But the longer I looked, the more I realized: it didn’t look like a snake. Its movements were different—not smooth, but jerky, helpless. The creature seemed to be reaching forward, moving inside the wall, but its tail remained outside. “”Probably something huge with a thin tail,”” I thought. A wave of anxiety and disgust, mixed with fear, washed over me. I felt like I’d seen something forbidden, something not meant for the eyes. I wanted to scream and, at the same time, just leave and forget. When I found out what exactly was in my wall, I was horrified 😢😲 Details in the first comment 👇👇
That morning unfolded like countless others, quiet and unremarkable, with no hint that it would linger in my mind long after. I stepped onto the balcony half-awake, still wrapped in routine, opening the window to let in the cool air scented with damp concrete and distant traffic. My thoughts were already drifting toward the day…
