What Am I?
Small, (sometimes huge) dark brown, and crunchy when you stomp on me.
I'm more afraid of you than you are of me.
I crawl around minding my own business, and just out of no where I find myself running from a big black thing with grews.
I run for my life, literally.
Humans hate me.
I look scary, but I wouldn't dare harm them.
So tell me what am I?