Trying to stay calm, I scooped a few of the strange little dots onto paper. They were firm—not like insect eggs I’d imagined. Still uneasy, I searched online for answers, comparing photos for hours until I finally found a match.
To my relief, they weren’t eggs at all but tiny seeds, likely carried in from outside on clothing or blankets. The fear melted away, replaced by a quiet laugh at my own imagination.
That moment taught me something simple but powerful: our minds can turn the unknown into something scarier than it is. Now, I still check under the mattress—but with curiosity, not fear.
