The Spider

Outside the bedroom window, it comes and goes. I glance up from the bed and find it absent. I’m relieved for the moment. The first time, I thought perhaps it had fallen and might not find its way back, or it had simply decided to move on. Then it came back, and I knew that I would have to put up with a fat, 2-inch spider in my window for a while.

It will be gone for days, sometimes, but then one day I’ll settle onto my bed and the obligatory spider-check will find that the menace has returned. From the window in the hall I can see it from the other side. I can see its web, attached to the outer wall of the building. This is, clearly, a prime spot for a spiderweb, and it seems rather doubtful that it will leave of its own accord. There is no indication that the spider wants to come inside – the second it does, I’m going on the offense-as-the-best-defense. So, for now, it’s no more than the potential for a problem. So, for now, I’ll just live with it.

With night falling, the spider’s silhouette becomes less and less visible, until I can’t see it at all anymore. I don’t know if it will be there in the morning, or if it will be gone, giving me a bit of space and peace.

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2 thoughts on “The Spider

  1. Hm. Spider is not welcome in my window. I used to have a bad nightmare, maybe hallucination, about a black spider. It would come down on my face from above, and it was like six inches at least. It would disappear as soon as I could scream, which wasn’t soon enough! Blessings to you…

  2. This is a true story. There is a huge-ass spider right outside my bedroom window, and every time I thought it went away, it came back, so now I’ve given up hope of being spiderless.

    Incidentally, the “I Write Like” site seems to think this passage is in the style of Stephen King.

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