Ok, so, I'm really, really not a fan of spiders. The thought of them makes my skin crawl. We're talking full blown spider-phobia. Ahhhh I hate them so much.

So when I saw a spider as big as my fist in my garage........ I threw a wooden board at it. I missed because I was all the way on the other side of the room, unfortunately. So a giant spider is craw,omg around.... somewhere. The entire night I though that maybe it was crawling on me, so I got know sleep.

Skip a few days to now, (still hate spiders) it's 10:41 and I see a tiny black spider crawling in the kitchen. I run past it while squeaking, to grab a shoe. I don't want to get close to it, so throw the show at it. I miss. And the spider is now angry. So, I do the only logical thing and retreat to the other side of the kitchen, where I start throwing pencils and pens at it. We have a cup full of such pens, ready for use, but probably not for chucking at spiders.....

When I miss, I start screeching for my brother who happens to be in the living room. When I tell him to come and kill a spider, he ignores me. Then, the spider starts coming towards me. At this point, I'm cornered and whaling like a bantchee. So my brother comes into the kitchen, sees what I'm doing, and walks out. As the spider continues to crawl words me, my brother comes back in a squishes it with a boot.

He leaves me to figure out how to scrape a squished spider off the wooden floor. I turn and int he my way around the spider, completely ignoring it. So that when I came on Wattpad and wrote it down because why not?

But I REALLY hate spiders.