Get over my fear of spiders

There are spiders all over my house. I have counted over a dozen so far
They have cocooned(sp) themselves in the corners of the ceiling. The worst part of this is that our ceilings are over 12’ high, so we cant reach them. We just have to wait for them to come out. I hope to God I am not home when they decide to attack.
I feel ill

There was a spider in my room on the wall above my bed. I asked Gotcha to kill it for me. She was too hesistant, and the bastard fell on the floor amoung my pillows. She tried to tell me it was dead, but I knew that he waiting there for me.
Sure enough when she left I saw him crawl across my bed and over my pink furry pillow. NO ONE touches the pillow. What am I going to do? I cant just leave him on my bed…in my sheets, and pillows. Oh God! I grabbed the first thing I saw, which happened to be a Glade Apple Cinnamon scented candle, and covered the icky thing. I saw him running around the glass, and I kept him in my sight as I grabbed a shoe. I was prepared to kill him on my bed. I didnt care about the carcass on my sheets, I just needed him gone!
I poked the candle with the shoe and it flipped right side up….but where was the spider? I could not see him anywhere. Well, he couldnt be that quick could he? So I poked my head over to look inside, and just as I did that he came crawling out towards me!
I thanked my lucky stars when he seemed to have slipped and fallen back into the candle, so I grabbed a piece of thick paper, covered the candle, grabbed it and ran screaming outside where I set it down, and let him freeze.
I feel bad for killing them, but they scare the shit out of me. To be able to hold the spider, regardless if it was inside something else, was a HUGE step for me. I contemplated sleeping in Mona’s room again, but I really wanted to sleep in my own bed.
The end!

There is a giant spider in my room right now. I think I am going to sleep in Mona’s room tonight. I cant sleep in there. I cant even look at it. It makes me want to vomit.
But then I think about where it could go if I leave it. It could crawl into my sheets, or into my clothes…Oh GOD!
I hate them, I just hate them!!! Yet I am sickly facinated by them, I know so many random facts…I am even considering getting one tattooed on me. How sick is that?
Eight independantly moving legs is disgusting to me, and the way the just fall down from the ceilings on their webs, with their little legs twitching.
How quickly they move, and how aggresive they can be. Not to mention the size they can grow to, the hair they have, the venom. Ew ew ew!!! I cant even talk about this anymore.

I have to go and be sick now

The End