posted on Jan, 24 2009 @ 05:43 PM
I promise you with all that is holy, I also saw one a few years ago and it haunts me to this day. I feel So very upset when I think of the little guy,
I can hardly believe it was the most pitiful thing I have ever done. There is no forgiving myself.
I feel so much guilt I can barely stand it. Thinking many times to post here about it but deciding it would not be believed.
Checking each new thread about the species has never made me want to post, but I believe you totally, here is my story:
It was a chilly late fall early evening when my Mother, ex husband, and 3 children stopped at an IHOP for a snack, we pile out of the van and go in
and when we returned to the van, we all saw the most amazing praying mantis walking towards us from the direction of the restaurant.
It was HUGE! At least 12 inches high and 10 inches long. It walked on its back legs almost human like and came straight up to me, its mouth moving and
hands making motions of needing to connect.
His eyes looked straight into my soul and it sent a shock to my nervous system. At first repulsed and a little frightened by his desperate attempt to
make contact, and making a big deal of it to my family, they all just told me get in! Get in! I was driving and the last to get in, I walked around
the van with the little guy following me, pleading with me.
Stopping only at the back of the van for a moment and looking at him with wide eyed wonder. I told him I cant, I cant help you, I am freaked out here
and I just cant. I walked briskly to my door and got in. The little guy dropped his head and started walking away slowly.
I said to my family, what should we do? We need to take him with us, but they insisted we leave him and go. It was almost as if they could not
comprehend what it was we just witnessed. My heart is so sad recounting this.
I did not know that praying mantis could not get that big, that I missed the biggest opportunity of my life to help another species , a rare and
priceless species. If I could go back, and I have thought of this many many times, I would have placed him on the dash board and allowed him to point
to where he needed to go, if not to simply take him from the city, and take him home to my house 45 miles out into the sticks.
Was he alien? Was he the species we all know, only extremely evolved? This is the single worst thing I have ever done. Its almost impossible to share
this. God forgive me for leaving him that cold night alone in the city.
Since then, I have made it abundantly clear that if ever a crash happens, or an escape, I promise to care for , hide and protect the being.