Wis

I’m not scared of frogs, or snakes. I’m not scared of the dark, or creepy, supernatural creatures.

I am scared of spiders.

I hate them. I hate them with pure, unadulterated hatred. I hate their eight, hairy legs and the many mean eyes on their heads. I hate the way they crawl up walls or how they can just pop out of somewhere without the least bit of warning. They’re evil. They’re creatures from hell. A simple glance at them would send shivers up my spine.

I must say, public humiliation has no say to those creatures of the devil called spiders.