Assisgnment 10 - Emily Sandford

Sitting, you’re just sitting when the intruder enters. It creeps along, you spot the furry beast. Staring it down you’re paralyzed with fear of the attack soon to come. Seconds tick by, now minutes, neither one daring to make a move. It finally happens, the monster raises one frightening leg and takes a step then another, and another, and another, and another, and another, and another, and another. Its creeping towards you fangs protruding from its horrendous mouth, with every step it takes toward you, you take one in the opposite direction. No sounds are being made maybe it’s just as scared as you, but then why is it still advancing? The dance finally ends when you bump into someone else. Turing around you spy the brown shoe they have in their hand, an excellent weapon against the monster. Finally noticing the frightened look on your face your savior speaks,

“It’s just a spider.”