I used to be a travelling salesman to pay off my father's debt. A few months ago, when I woke up, I had become a massive verminous bug. My family was disgusted by my appearance, but my sister cleaned my room and fed me. I prided myself on the fact I kept a human mind, even though I couldn't communicate with others. I slowly became more bug-like in my mannerisms, enjoying crawling up walls, and being scared at slight noise or bright lights. My family slowly cared less and less about me.