Cockroaches.
I just don't wanna be on the same room with even a tiny one.
I actually don't wanna be in the same house with one.
Unfortunatelly I don't wanna be in the same city with one.
Neither at the same country, or continent.
Still not what I wanna express here...
Bottomline. I don't wanna share the same planet with cockroaches. Ok that sounds okay.
I don't know why. I can see a spider. Yeah no problem. I can stay calm even if a snake falls on my shoulder (except if it is a python, then I am not calm I am proably dead) and I can be calm and in control while a dog might bite me. But when it comes to cockroaches, there are two words that describe my reaction: Panic attack! I don't know why. Oh! And if I see a flying cockroach, I instantly become a room immigrant until someone gets rid of the cockroach. I don't want them dead, just out of the house will be enough.