So, I haven't written on here in forever! So here ya go...
Okay, so this morning I went to the bathroom to take a shower. I grabbed my necessities and exited my room. I entered the bathroom thinking all was okay when suddenly I spotted it. My eyes zeroed in on it like a hawk spotting a mouse in a field.
It was a tan color, like the color of sand. It was a fairly good size, although to me size doesn't matter, I hate them all. It's eight legs were a little on the long side as they clung to the wall.
My mouth popped into an 'O' shape and my eyes widened in terror. What was I going to do now? Should I go and get someone to kill the fiend? No, I couldn't just wake up one of my housemates because of my fear...right? I shook my head knowing I couldn't do that. I just need to deal with it, and hopefully not get killed or injured in the process.
I went through my movements watching the evil creature, never once removing my eyes from it. I got into the shower, peeking over the shower doors to make sure it didn't move towards me. I was safe...for now.
I showered hurriedly, scrubbing the shampoo into my scalp with my fingertips when I decided to take my next peek. To my horror it began moving. No! Why!? Why is this happening!? I just want a shower!
I decided my only way to survive was to scare it. That should work, right? I mean my momma always said that it's probably just as scared of you as you are of it... Although, I doubt it was. These creatures aren't scared of shit, excuse my language. - Side note. Why do people say excuse my French when they curse? I mean it's not like the French are cursing fiends. I mean seriously, their curse words probably don't even sound like shit and bitch, they probably say them in, I don't know, their own language!- Anyways, this thing would definitely not be scared, but I'll try my best.
I screamed. What? If you saw it moving towards you, you'd scream to! I cried tearlessly. It was stuck between one of those half scared laugh and crying. You know what a scared laugh is right? It's like when you're so scared you don't know what to do besides laugh. I did that on a roller coaster once but it wasn't because I was scared. I told my best friend/sister's little sister, R (that's what she'll be called), that the ride was slow because she was scared to go on. I forgot that the roller coaster was in fact NOT slow and would toss us around in our seats quite violently. As I heard her screams I felt horrible! I felt so bad but my reaction to it was to LAUGH! I friggin was giggling and laughing out right like a mad woman! *Shakes my head* But I digress.
So now I'm laughing/crying in the shower and I begin trying to yell at it.
"Please! Stop moving! Don't come this way! Please stop!" *Laugh/crying* "Stay on your side of the bathroom!"
It stopped where it was. Thank God! Every time it would attempt to move it would fall slightly and dangle which caused me to shriek slightly each time. I hurriedly finished my shower, always watching it's movements.
I dried myself off as fast as I could, threw on my robe, grabbed my stuff and raced out of the bathroom. Great, now I won't be able to go to the bathroom all day.
After getting myself ready I heard my housemates so I decided to go talk to them, ask them a question really. I approached my housemate, S (This will be her name in this).
"S, will you please kill the bathroom spider!?" I asked.
"The bathroom spider?" She laughed. I explained to her my horrific experience. "Okay, sure!"
!
I watched as she entered the bathroom and disposed of the fiend. My hero! She barely batted an eyelash! Amazing!
Now you know that the evil creature in my story is a spider. YES! A spider! I hate them. Why am I scared of them? I have no clue why. They're just scary! I mean there are ones that can jump! JUMP! And I read that there are ones that swim! Now I have to be scared when I'm in water too! They're evil killing machines that can snatch up poor defenseless babies, kittens, or puppies! YES YOU HEARD ME! They're friggin killers! Well, in my mind at least.
If you couldn't tell I'm afraid of spiders I'll tell you out right... I'm friggin scared of spiders! Big, small, brown, black, I don't discriminate! I hate them all! They all are scary little fuckers.
Life lesson time? Hmmm, I guess it's okay to be scared. It's part of life. Whether you are scared of spiders, bears, pigs, fish...it's okay. Everyone is scared of something. It's how you face your fears that shows your true character. Yea I couldn't kill the spider, but I still took a shower without fainting. I think that shows my bravery. Hahaha! Yea right...
P.S. Spiders suck! :o)
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