October 31, 2010

the spider

I saw a spider and I was so scared it would bite me, so I ran. But then I went back because I knew it was there, so still, in my bedroom wall and it would be there or even worse hiding somewhere by the time I went to bed. I threw a couple of shoes at it with no luck so I took a deep breath and crushed it. I killed a spider, it will no longer run around or hide or find new places. I killed a spider and I felt bad. I had to say  "I'm sorry" outloud to feel a little better.  To think there are so many persons who do horrible stuff, don't they feel their hearts clenching? Don't they get any remorse?

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