The Metamorphosis

by Franz Kafka

With a half-unconscious turn and not without a little shame he scurried under the couch, where, in spite of the fact that his back was a little cramped and he could no longer lift up his head, he felt very comfortable right away and was sorry only that his body was too wide to fit completely under the couch.

Awww

he was long finished with everything and now lay lazily in the same spot.

Hes like a cutie pet help. If he wasnt an icky cockraoch i would stroke his back and give him a belly rub

But Gregor thought about them with scrupulous consideration and intended to announce his proposal solemnly on Christmas Eve.

Stop thats so sad

Often he lay there all night long, not sleeping at all, just scratching on the leather for hours at a time.

:(

From this he realized that his appearance was still intolerable to her and should remain intolerable to her in future—and that she really must have to exert a lot of self-control not to run away from a glimpse of only the small part of his body which stuck out from under the couch.

So for diversion he acquired the habit of crawling back and forth across the walls and ceiling. He was especially fond of hanging from the ceiling.

Help thats so sillyyy

It was an apple.

Aint no waytheyre throwing apples at this precious little man turned cockroach

his mother ran out in her underbodice (for his sister had loosened her clothing in order to give her some freedom to breathe in her fainting spell);

Ok thnx for the explanation ig

I will not utter my brother’s name in front of this monster, and thus I say only that we must try to get rid of it.

This hurts