Spider, Spider
By Maddie Lee
I decided that I would take a walk through the woods. Time in them always brought peace and order to my mind. I set off, but before long I decided to stop and rest in my favorite spot. It was a large space in between the roots of a huge, ancient oak tree. I sat down a gazed up at the sky through the leafy branches. Dappled sunlight fell through it, speckling the ground with patches of light. Soon I was dozing off again…
I was back in the field. The moon, the air, everything was the same, except… I knew what was going to happen. So I crouched in the shadows, hidden from view. After what seemed like an eternity, it emerged from the murky darkness. I didn’t really have a plan. I was simply going to try and try until it was dead. I had taken a self- defense class when I was younger. The ginormous monster was advancing slowly, menacingly. Wait for it… wait for it… I told myself. Finally… NOW! I sprang forwards out of the undergrowth. It made a clicking sound- it sounded angry to me- and raised one leg to squash me. Quick as I could, I ducked my head between my knees and rolled for all I was worth. I hurled myself upwards just as I was under its lifted leg. I reached out and grabbed forwards, gripping the leg tightly with both hands. But it didn’t seem to notice. It just kept on lifting its foot…Towards its mouth!
As I screamed in terror, my journey continued. Suddenly, it reached out with its pincers and took hold of my leg. I could hear my bones cracking, and the horrible, sloppy, ripping sound of flesh being torn apart. I instinctively kicked out with my good leg, and I caught it square in one of its horrible glassy eyes. The good news; it dropped me. The bad news; it really hurt! But I got up on my good leg, and grabbed a tree branch that was lying on the ground nearby. I ran underneath its stomach and jabbed upwards with my branch. A square hit! Disgusting, viscous blood poured out of the open wound. It let out a piteous moaning sound, teetered once or twice, and collapsed on its side. Finally it was dead. But my leg hurt so much! I lay back on the grass… wake up! Wake up! I told myself. Finally I did…
I was still in the forest. But there was something wrong. I felt a pain, a sharp, harsh pain in my left leg. Then I realized what it must mean. I looked down at my leg. It was bloody and mangled, and completely wrecked. But the fight with the spider hadn’t been real… or had it? But even though the spider was an interesting conundrum, I had more pressing problems. Namely, my leg. I gingerly stood up, careful to keep all of my weight on my right leg. Hurt like heck, but I couldn’t just sit there. I closed my eyes, wanting to black out from the pain...
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