They're baaack. These freaky bugs come into our home every spring and summer. I hate them. Our first year here we found several under Zoe's crib, which was enough to make this new mom stay awake all night. We've never been bitten but hear it hurts and makes you sick. Since that first year, I've been praying Psalm 91:5-6 (I'm sure that centipedes were on the Psalmist's mind when he wrote those words, right?!).
5 You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day, 6 nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday.