I saw something strange on the floor at home and wanted to touch it, but suddenly it started moving: I was horrified when I realized that it was

The kind you don’t think twice about.

I had just come home. The house was quiet, wrapped in that stillness that settles in after a long day. No TV, no music—just the faint hum of the refrigerator and the soft creak of the floor beneath my steps.

I dropped my keys on the table, kicked off my shoes, and was about to head to the kitchen when something caught my eye.

There was… something on the floor.

At first, it didn’t even register as unusual.

It just was there.

A small, bright green shape.

Perfectly still.