I said, most not “ALL.”
I had the misfortune of finding one of these creatures in my house while I was watching a scary movie at the time: “Thirty Days of Night” and it was about midnight when I had my first encounter with one of these uber-creepy, huge spiders.
1) no one would believe me about the size of this eight-legged monster. I needed a witness!
2) She might have an idea on how to destroy it and the actual courage to do it.
We faced it together. It was huge. It was creepy. And the spider was staring at me in a sardonic fashion, basically saying, “I’m menacing and enormous, and you’re just a big ole scaredy cat.” I wasn't about to argue, it was true.
Adrenaline pumping, we both jumped back. My heart was hammering in my chest. I thought I was going to have a panic attack or pee in my PJ’s. But I was sure the spider could do much worse things than that to me.
My hand flew up against my thudding heart. I let out a loud gasp as she hit it, not once, but proceeded to pound the hell of it.