A Normal Morning Turns Strange

That morning, I stepped onto the balcony on autopilot.
I wanted fresh air. I wanted to wake up.

Then my eyes stopped on the wall.

Something was there.
And it was moving.

Slowly. Strangely.
As if it were alive.

Fear Takes Over

At first, I thought it was a shadow.
Then a darker thought followed—a snake.

My stomach dropped.
My palms grew damp.
My breathing turned shallow.

I froze. I didn’t blink.

Something Wasn’t Right

However, the longer I watched, the clearer it became.
It wasn’t a snake.

The movement felt wrong.
Not smooth—jerky.
Not threatening—desperate.

The creature pushed forward inside the wall, but its tail hung outside.
I tried to make sense of it.

Something big. A thin tail, I thought.

Horror and Disgust Collide

Suddenly, anxiety rushed in.
So did disgust. And fear.

It felt forbidden—like seeing something you weren’t meant to see.
I wanted to scream.
At the same time, I wanted to leave and forget it ever happened.

The Shocking Discovery 😢😲

Still, I stepped closer.
My hands shook.

That’s when I saw it.

The creature was trapped in a crack.
No way in. No way out.

Then the truth hit me.

It was a skink.
A real lizard.
Alive.

Fear Turns to Pity

In that moment, fear faded.
Pity replaced it.

The skink thrashed weakly.
Its tiny claws scraped at the wall.
Its tail twitched from exhaustion.

It was stuck.
And it was suffering.

Doing the Right Thing

So I gathered my courage.
Slowly, carefully, I helped it free.

My heart raced.
But I didn’t stop.

Once out, the skink froze.
Then it darted away—gone in seconds.
As if it had never been there.

What I Learned Afterward

Later, I looked it up.

Skinks are harmless.
They aren’t venomous.
They aren’t aggressive.

They only bite if severely frightened.
Most of the time, they just want to escape.

A Calm Ending

Strangely, after all that fear, I felt calm.
The horror was gone.

I wasn’t scared anymore.
Instead, I felt relief.

And above all, I felt like I’d done the right thing.