I have a case of arachnophobia

I hate a few things. I hate

1. chewed gum

2. seals

3. The men that come to town during Lakefair

4. Spiders

5. Spiders

I HATE spiders. If  you don't know what a Hobo spider is, google it. I would post it on here, but every time I see the pictures, I have nightmares.

 We seem to find some around the house every summer. So far this summer, I've only found one and I squashed it on the bathroom floor. My mom has been telling me for awhile that this is the time of year that they start to come inside. I was trying to deny the fact.

Yesterday morning I was dreaming about how to steal this live rainbow pet cat from Ikea. That was until I instantly woke up because something ran across my face. My first thought was that it was a mouse at first, realized that was impossible and decided it definitely had to have been a spider. I told myself it must have been my imagination. Except, there's no way that I would  have woken up from my dead sleep from "my imagination."

Tonight I was sitting in my room and saw something run across the floor out of the side of my eye. Of course, it was a dumb spider and I killed it. I came back to my room, was sitting on my bed and I saw another spider run down my headboard, under my bed. What did I do? Scream. A lot. My mom came to help me but I got embarrassed at how much crap was under my bed. So tonight, my entire bedroom got ripped apart, all because of a stupid spider I never found. Obviously I won't be sleeping well tonight! But, I guess it was one way to clean out underneath my bed.