Furry Little Terrors From Above

“Chiroptera” (wip)

How did I come to have a fear of bats? Well it happened one evening at dusk. I was sitting on the porch with a few friends laughing and joking around as typical teenagers do. At first no one was really paying much attention to the small winged creature flying in erratic circles above. I had only given it a glance and assumed it was a bird when a friend of mine said “Hey, is that a bat?” When I went to look at it again it disappeared over the roof and I gave it no further thought.
“That is a bat.” she proclaimed as all four us quickly turned our attention to the sky. It had reappeared and this time it was circling lower. My two other friends gradually started to move away from the porch.
“Girl, I don’t know. That thing looks like it’s trying to get closer.” she spoke in a hushed tone. She and I were still sitting on the porch while the other two were steadily backing away. All was quiet as we watched the bat flying erratically above us. Suddenly in one full swoop it dipped down to our level. We ducked and scattered like ants in a fit screams and hollering. I lost my footing trying to jump off the porch and fell into some nearby bushes. My friends took off down the street. I laid there in the bushes for a moment, watching and waiting. I could hear my friends yell “Girl, we’ll see you tomorrow.” as they made their way home. I had decided I was gonna make a run for it to get in my house. The bat had dipped a third time over the porch now. As it went high again, I strung from the bushes, this time with sure footing, hopped over the steps, on to the porch and fell through the front door. Kicking it shut I laid there on the living room floor catching my breath. My father, sitting on the couch with a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other yelled “Y’all stop making all that noise!”
…I ain’t like bats ever since.