(You're 15 years old).
After your friend's slumber party, you were on your way back home-at nighttime-, until you saw a spider.
The spider was a Crab spider. You remembered it by it's looks, because you love to study them.
You studied the spider for about 16 minutes, and continued to walk.
~ Home ~
You called for you mom and dad, but no response came back. Typical. They're never here. You raided the kitchen, before going to your room, then you saw a Brown Window spider. You knew that the markings were nearly impossible to miss.
You spent your time playing some viedo games, youtubing, and reading some fanfictions, before you passed out.
You woke up from a feeling... of something crawling on you. You look everywhere on your body, and saw spiders. Probably about 50 spiders on you.
You knew that most spiders were poisonous, so you stayed still. Not breathing. Nothing. One started to crawl into your nose and you started to scream. "Holy f**k!"
You ran frantically around your house trying to get some water to get it out of your nose, and the others off your body. You felt a spider bite you, but it was inside of your nose. Your vision started to get hazy. "Nope. Thus spiders are ze zame. They're no poisonouz."
You passes out because you started to bleed a lot from the spider bite.
The spiders started to crawl inside of your body. Biting though the flesh, and nesting inside.
~ Weeks later ~
You were in school, at your class. You started to feel itchy on (what you thought) bites. You asked the teacher to go and use the bathroom. "Fine. Just hurry... Okay back to what I saw saying..."
You looked in the mirror at your "bites." You then felt something prick though your skin. Baby spiders started to come out of you. You started to bleed. "I'm not gonna die. 🎶Hell naw.🎵"
You slapped the spiders til' they all die.
~ 3 P.O.V ~
"Someone go and check on them," the teacher said.
One student got up and went. The student walked in and saw you laying on the floor. They panicked and called 911.
...
You woke up in the hospital with a blood bag in you, and bandages on yourself. You sighed in relief and saw a spider plush. You yelled and slapped the plush away.
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'Scary' stories
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