Death in the Bathroom

         I had a toothbrush casualty. I began putting my toothbrush in a ziplock bag every night after I heard my friend's story about finding a cockroach dancing and dangling on the end of her toothbrush. The last month or so I decided my toothbrush would be safe in a drawer without a bag. I didn't like using the bag because the toothbrush didn't seem to dry all the way. That was a bad idea. A few evenings ago I sleepily opened my drawer and reached for my trusty toothbrush.  My heart skipped a few beats as I saw those beady cockroach eyes peering back at me. The cockroach was perched right atop my toothbrush.  I kind of shrieked and Meagan said, "You okay in there?!" Needless to say, I opened a new toothbrush and went back to the bag! The toothbrush didn't go down alone though, it took the cockroach to glory with it-well maybe not the glory part.