Charlotte's Web (?)
The other day, as I was settling back in at home after weeks of traveling, my small friend Samantha came to visit me. I can always tell when she’s been missing me; she finds reasons to simply sit in my house. Since I wanted nothing more than to bathe, I asked her to leave and that I would see her later in the evening. As she walked out of the house, she casually mentioned that there was a spider on my wall. When I walked outside to look at what she was referring to, I was panged with a sudden jolt of fear. This was no ordinary spider. This thing was about the size of my hand. Its colors shimmered in the setting sunlight: a brilliant orange and a black so dark that it appeared purple. I instinctively put my arm between Samantha and the spider (even though the thing’s web was stretched across the span of my roof, and nowhere close to us), and she started giggling and asking if I was scared. To try and appear brave I flexed my eyebrows together, pursed my lips, and