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Cynically BeautifulEight Legged FreaksI am petrified of spiders, my fear goes way beyond normal fears. The sight of them alone is enough to paralyze me. I couldn't sleep last night and I remembered something Tracy said one about sleep with your head on the opposite side of the bed when you cant sleep. It helps I swear to god. So I went to turn around and there to wall right above where I was about to lie my head was the biggest, hairiest spider I have even seen in my entire life!!!!!!!! I leaped to the other end of the bed and turned on my desk lamp, just to make sure I wasn't seeing things, as soon is the light hit the wall. That thing ran faster then should be allowed. I watched it, unable to move in my fear, and contemplated my courses of action.I thought about going to the bathroom and getting soming to kill it with, but the thought of killing it and actually having to get close enough to do so caused images of the horrible creature jumping on my face or into my hair. Then I thought of getting mom to kill it, which is my usual course of action, but by that time I had calmed down enough to realize that it was 3:30 in the morning and mom might have been a little pissed if I woke her. So of course I had only one chioce. I grabed my comforter and my pillow and headed to the living room. I was padded down the hall, trying not to trip and fall over the blanket, and feeling like Linus from that Peanuts cartoon. As I passed the stairs, I contemplated the humor in the fact that if I fell down those stairs, I would technically die from my fear of spiders, because without that fear I wouldn't be making that journey in the first place. I imagined the speech at my funeral would probablly start with "Melissa feared spiders and for good reason" Anyway I spent the night in the living room and now the little devil is no where to be found. Needless, to say I will not be sleeping in this room until someone kills it. It might crawl in my ear and lay eggs that hatch and the little spider babies will eat my brain and make me mad if I do. Yes I am petrified of spiders. *~Melissa~*
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