Cock-a-roach-a

There was a cockroach in my house this morning.

I stepped on it.
And I left it on the floor because I was late for school and needed to come home later to make sure that it was really a cockroach and not some sort of junebug.

But when I got home it was gone.

I don't think I killed it. Either that or the cockroach mafia came and cleaned up the evidence.

Sickening.
I don't want to eat here ever again.