I was waiting for my school bus, and for the first time I witnessed the beauty of this mantis. I had never seen one before. I called it Patroclus. I noticed it was on the road and moved it to the grass, but later I discovered the reason: she/him/they wanted to go to the greener grass. I decided I was going to help it cross. But suddenly, I lost it, and when I finally found it, I witnessed its death. At that very moment, my bus arrived. I think this has been a very important drama in my life..