There it was, in all its horrifying glory, on the ceiling staring down at me, wanting to sink its fangs into me.
I tried to smash it, as it scurried to the far wall, listening to the obscenities I hurled at it in the form of a shoe. I missed and I cursed and I swore that it was going to get it's revenge. I lay in my bed, in the darkness, terrified, I feel its eight tiny eyes looking at me. I hear the cackle of the cat and see a dark spot moving up the far wall. The shoe didn't miss this time.

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Comment by rzaragoza on March 28, 2009 at 3:33am
I feel bad for the spider too. Totally indifferent then BAM. You swearing and he's like what the he'll : ) I loved it so glad to see you posting.
Comment by Suzanne on March 28, 2009 at 3:11am
I really enjoyed this great job!
Comment by Nurry on March 20, 2009 at 12:24pm
And did the spider really hurt you? no, but fear.... fear is the factor! nicely written
Comment by Jeanette Cheezum on March 19, 2009 at 11:17pm
My hero, I don't spiders and snakes. good 6
Comment by Jay Holmes on March 19, 2009 at 4:10pm
Just think how the poor spider must feel having shoes thrown at him while hes trying to get out of the puzzle box.

-Jay

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