Day 4: A story about a time you were very afraid.
There are far to many stories to tell of when I have been afraid. But, if you will, cast you minds back to September 4th (3 days ago) I shall tell you my story.
It was a pretty normal evening, my best friend De was round and we were catching up with the latest series of Here Comes Honey Boo Boo when out the corner of my eye I saw a shadow. A shadow that was moving quickly and was an unusual shape. I turned my head in order to find out what this shadow was, and to my horror it was A SPIDER. The beast was literally the size of my palm, one of its legs was probably the size of my finger.
My first reaction? To scream and inform De of the presence of this intruder. This lead to both of us running and screaming for the door. We then took evidential pictures for the non-belivers of our story before it jumped and made us scream once more. What were we to do, we asked each other. Where had it gone?
By this point my heart rate was up and my breath was heavy. It was an extremely stressful time while we couldn't find the spider and I was ready to poop my pants if it ran across my feet. We eventually found the spider on a bag and quickly threw it out of a window... not the bag, of course. Our overdramatic scare fest with the spider was over. We were safe... and the spider? It was back where it belonged, OUTSIDE!
It was a pretty normal evening, my best friend De was round and we were catching up with the latest series of Here Comes Honey Boo Boo when out the corner of my eye I saw a shadow. A shadow that was moving quickly and was an unusual shape. I turned my head in order to find out what this shadow was, and to my horror it was A SPIDER. The beast was literally the size of my palm, one of its legs was probably the size of my finger.
My first reaction? To scream and inform De of the presence of this intruder. This lead to both of us running and screaming for the door. We then took evidential pictures for the non-belivers of our story before it jumped and made us scream once more. What were we to do, we asked each other. Where had it gone?
By this point my heart rate was up and my breath was heavy. It was an extremely stressful time while we couldn't find the spider and I was ready to poop my pants if it ran across my feet. We eventually found the spider on a bag and quickly threw it out of a window... not the bag, of course. Our overdramatic scare fest with the spider was over. We were safe... and the spider? It was back where it belonged, OUTSIDE!
that is a massive spider!
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