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    I am Not Helpful, Spider Scares Me

    by , 01-13-2011 at 03:35 PM (589 Views)
    "Each time we face our fear, we gain strength, courage, and confidence in the doing."

    I was at my school, and I was carrying my baby cousin. She was having a fit and completely freaking out, so I put her in her stroller.
    Time skip.
    I was in a hallway at the school, and my mother was there. She told me to go outside to the car to assist my father with carrying some things. I had my sweater on, so I knew I'd be warm enough. I walked over to the doors and was about to go outside to the parking lot, when I realized that I didn't have my shoes. I went back to where my mother was to get them, but she began to scold me for not helping, claiming that everything had been brought inside already. I angrily put on my shoes and went outside. I jumped on the ground and slid on the ice on my belly. It was jolly good fun, but I stopped because I didn't want to dirty my sweater.
    I walked over to the car where my father was working on his computer. I began talking to him though the window.
    "Can I help carry anything?" I asked. I noticed some gross-looking bugs on the outside of the car.
    "Everything has been brought in except a couple things that Ill get."
    "I'll carry them."
    "Well, because I didn't help out earlier and I desired to make reparations for my lack of assistance, and THAT BUG IS CREEPING ME OUT!"
    On the car was an ant and a "tomato spider," as I called it (see image below). They both had a bunch of little white grub-like things attached to them, parasites I expected. The ant was big, but worse was the tomato spider. It had a gross red body and long legs, and a fuzzy tail. It fell off the car and I jumped back. I began to stomp on it, but every time I tried to kill it, it didn't die. I stomped again and again, but it still lived.
    I went into panic mode. I was freaking out. I hate bugs, and they are one of my biggest fears. I began to flail, and I almost hit a nice young lady in my panic. My father kept telling me to calm down, but I just couldn't. Now while that damn spider still lived. I stomped again, and again, and again. Finally, I threw a napkin on it and stomped again
    . Finally, I woke up.
    This one scared the feces out of me. I am so afraid of bugs, for no reason. I think this one counted as more of a nightmare than the last one, because while roaches are just gross, big red spiders are frightening.

    This thing is awful. Actual size.

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    Updated 01-13-2011 at 03:47 PM by 33120

    non-lucid , nightmare , memorable