Early one morning, I stepped outside to get some fresh air when something strange on the ground immediately caught my attention. A long, glistening creature was slowly sliding across the soil. At first, I thought it might be some unusual kind of worm, but the more I looked, the more unfamiliar it seemed. Its dark body had strange lines running along it, almost like scars, while its head was flat, wide, and shaped like a tiny shovel.
I stood there watching it move with an eerie confidence. It did not crawl like an ordinary earthworm. Instead, it seemed to glide smoothly across the ground, following a deliberate path as though it knew exactly where it was going. I felt both fascinated and uneasy. Something about its unusual shape made it look almost alien, and I immediately decided not to touch it.
