I can't stand them, they make me feel cold and sick to the stomach.
I can't understand why everyone thinks that they are so beautiful when they are clearly the spawn of the devil.
My parents took me and my sister to a farm of them when we were little, to try and "cure" me
I'm glad the ones in England aren't too big
If one got to close to my face I think I would die
Dead ones are even worse than living ones
The colour masks the evil