My Aragog

Woohoo, so summer is really starting to get to me. It's August 2nd for Pete's sake! Who is this Pete fellow anyways? So I have to tell you all a really horrible story. Well, to me it's horrible. Last night I was feeling abnormally drowsy around 10 so I logged off and decieded to do the whole get ready for bed thing take medicine, wash face, brush teeth, brush hair and then get on up to bed. Well, I got my medicine got a glass of water from my kitchen sink and turned around to see a GIANT black spider. Now, usually I can handle the occasinal small black one, still cause for a sharp inhale of air but not panic. OH NO...this black spider on my kitchen floor caused my breathing rate to increase and my heart to pound. I didn't scream. But tried to figure out what to do...KILL IT, was the first thing that came to mind. But, if you have seen this thing you wouldn't have wanted to come that close to it. However, the thought of courage came into my head. Kind of a Ron Weasley moment. But like him, I too failed. I got a flip flop out of the closet. Not your normal thin, wussy Old Navy flip flop, it was a heavy flip flop that would have done a number on that mangy old spider. However, my wussiness came into play again and ran upstairs and begged my dad to be my hero and kill it. However, in the minute and a half that I went upstairs, the spider got away. So, the terror fully took me over for the rest of the night. I could no longer feel safe in my bed. It was now a place of waiting for the spider to take it's revenge on me for wanting to kill it. That fear held my mind free of sleep until around 3. Any one else got any scarey insect stories they would like to share.