I was cleaning my room after dinner(b/c again the boy's wrecked it)picking up my designer ideas book. I felt something clinging to the bottom of it. I panicked and turned the book over. As I was turning it a small brown thing fell off of it. I dropped the book on the ground and grabbed a shoe I had been keeping nearby just in case. Looking closer at the brown shape I realized it was ANOTHER SPIDER!!! ):( *demon face* But this spider was smaller, way way smaller, but still a pretty big spider, and brown, not black like the big one. I poked it with a pen and saw the spider was already dead. I lifted the shoe and started smashing the spider for good measure(and because I wanted to see if it wasn't playing dead.) It was disgusting. There were small crunching sounds and white goo was getting on the shoe and my desk. I left the room still armed with the shoe and found some tissue. I went back to my room and picked up the spider with the tissues. I know you're wondering 'why couldn't she kill the HUGE BLACK SPIDER if she could kill this small one?'
Well SIR! This brown spider was already dead and wasn't moving one of it's to many legs and crawling on the wall!
The black one was HUGE and was CRAWLING ON THE WALL! I know it's normal for spiders to do this but IT'S CREEPY!!!
Thank you for reading my pathetic story and please stop laughing at me for hating spiders.