Spiders

Spiders are evil creatures from hell. No seriously, I hate those creepy crawling tickling gross animals. Yuk. My fear of them might be totally irrational, in fact I know its totally irrational, but that’s where the irrational part of me kicks in. Whenever I see a spider, I scream. I don’t care if it’s the size of my phone or the size of a grain of rice. A spider is a spiders so I scream. Whenever one of those devilish creatures finds its way into my house I have to mobilize either my dad or my little brother (shame) to get rid of the creature. Usually they laugh at me when they see the size of ‘the huge monster’ and they chase me with it. As if that isn’t bad enough already you can imagine that its quite a disaster when I’m home alone and I find a spider. That usually results in me grabbing a shoe (my fathers shoe usually, I don’t want spider parts on my own shoes) and hitting the spider until I’m sure it’s really dead. Spiders and I don't really get along.

My fear of spiders started when I was just a little girl. My first creepy encounter with a spider was  when I was just casually putting on my shoes when my toe bumped into something. Thinking it was a little rock or something, I turned my shoe upside down and slammed it until the ‘rock’ fell out. I don’t think I ever screamed that hard before. The rock turned out  to be a spider who used my shoe as its new house . The spider seemed a little disoriented from its rude awakening and I used this opportunity to hit it until it must’ve died about 5 times. Well you can never be too certain. So that was the first traumatizing experience. About a year later I was running through a little space between two bushes. Too bad I didn’t see the two ginormous fat spiders hanging in between those bushes. Two seconds later I was screaming and jumping up and down like crazy cause those spiders were now casually chilling on my legs. As if that wasn’t enough I once had an invasion of tiny spiders in my room too. I left my window open, unknowing that a spider decided to make a nest just under my window. Her little baby spiders thought it would be fun to go on an expedition in my room. My dad spent the next 2 hours vacuuming everything again and again. I have never been scared to find any spiders in my bed, but that night I inspected my bed about 10 times.

I’m not the kind of girl who gets scared for nothing, but when I see a spider I’ll run away and scream like a little kid. I don’t like them invading my personal space and I would definitely be very happy in a world without spiders. Its not like we really need them anyways. I could live with all the extra mosquitos and other bugs. As long as I’ll never have to see another spider I’ll be okay.