So, I was just randomly sitting on my couch, minding my own business, when a spider jumps on me and like crawls across my arm and I scream. My mom comes in the living room to find me on the table with the most stupid look on my face, ever. I swear, if I wasn't so scared at the time I would've laughed at me picturing what my face looked like. But I was scared so I was like "MOM, THERE WAS A SPIDER ON ME!" and she freaked out because she doesn't want us to have fleas or bed bugs in the house. She's all like oh no its probably a flea! And I'm like, oh my god it's a spider! I'm going to die! "and shit. Then she can't find it again so I sit back on the couch. Do you know what happened next? THE FUCKING SPIDER WENT ON MY LEG AGAIN! I screamed again and my mom was like" where is it?! And so she finds it and then kills it. But I still feel like something is on me.. What is there are baby spiders on me?! Oh Lord.
