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Spider Dishonesty

Alright, I’m still on my quest to befriend spiders – you know, because that would be a proud achievement – and it was going so well, until a couple of days ago. My quest is simple; as long as spiders do not make me see them or bite me, they live. The other night…that didn’t happen.

I first spotted this…being…in the bathroom. I did not think much of it, because I was literally minding my own ‘business.’ For the first time, I was not scared of – okay, we’ll name this spider, Renzo – Renzo, I chose to let it go, because I thought he would run and never come back.

I went back into my room and there he was, in the middle of the floor. Why? I don’t know. For all I know, he wanted to slow dance with me – there there Ellie, don’t be so full of yourself, you think a spider wants to get it on with you – but there he was, full of pestilence, staring and creepy-crawling. Now, he rests under my shoe. I was not sorry at that moment, but I regretted it in the end. I’m going to try to do better next time. Hey! At least, I don’t freak out anymore…heh…

My friend says killing a spider is 20 years of bad luck. Add that to my broken mirrors, me walking under ladders. I should be dead by now!

Spiders: Nature’s way of flipping you the bird.

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤


I write about my daily life, and what comes to mind at any given time! I've been where you've been, and you've been where I've been. I'm just here to remind myself and everyone else, that life has its ups and downs. Yes, the world does rule me, but I do rule the world sometimes :). Feel free to leave your comments and thank you for reading my blog!

7 thoughts on “Spider Dishonesty

  1. I understand what you are saying. I hate seeing a bug in the house. And that is why I like spiders. Spiders are friends … they will hunt down and kill anything with six legs.

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