A spider is an insect that has got skill and craftsmanship. The way that they organise their web in a reliable structure. A spider is stronger and faster than any human to scale. They have great reactions and control. Some humans, but why, fear this small creature.
The alarm clock was still humming loud. What was he going to do now, what could he do. He made his away across the blue demin duvet on his bed, which was all jagged and creased. A web sprung from himself, which he used to slide down the bed and land softly on the shiny, varnished, wooden floor. He then made his way to the slightly a jar wooden white coated door and headed for his parents room.
Then his cat came right up to him wondering what to do. The cat called Polly was a tabby cat that was young and very playful. Stretching out her paws she made a grab for him. He didn’t know what to do as he hung on the top of her paw. And she bit one of his legs holding him in her mouth. He was in pain. How could this be happening he was wondering to himself? The cat went back down the stairs taking him into the opposite direction that he wanted to go.
How was he going to escape the cat? A cat is a violent animal that shows no mercy. He was like a play toy at that moment in time waiting to wake up and go to school like normal. He tried escaping but could only limp due to one of his injured legs. He was heading to a closed door in hope that he could slide under it and wait for his parents, as he couldn’t climb the stairs now.
The cat jumped to her feet running around the kitchen chairs fast on his trail. The door wasn’t far now, only two metres. Could he fit under the door? He didn’t know the limits of his body size and strength. The cat made a jump straight for me with her legs stretched as far out as possible. Avoiding her just, he slid under while the cat nudged the door. He was stuck though, couldn’t move. Then she slid her paw through the door trying to grab but unintentionally pushing me through to freedom. What was going to happen next he wondered to himself, I can’t get pass the cat.
Glancing out of the window in the room he could just make out that both his parents’ cars were still there. All he could do now was wait. He could feel deep hunger pains in his stomach from not eating the night before. I couldn’t eat insects he thought to himself, that’s disgusting, but what else was he going to eat.
It wasn’t as simple as having the usual cereal and toast in the morning any more.
Suddenly! There was movement from upstairs like a quiet banging sound hitting the floorboards. He couldn’t tell what form his parents where in by the sound they were making. Were they human, were they spider. The cat went straight upstairs when she heard the noises. She normally does that anyway, just like she did for him unfortunately. They could be anything! What was he going to do when they did come down? Did they even speak the same language?
These moments lasted ages. What would only normally take ten seconds seemed to drag on for ten hours. The anticipation was immense. His heart was beating frantically as though it was trying to escape from his body. He was shaking now as the noises came closer and closer.
All went quiet! There was no footsteps or tapping, just the annoying, constant sound of his alarm clock. Then there were two pairs of footsteps now. Are they human, if he’s a spider then nothing is definite anymore? The footsteps split in to and were heading for both entrances to the room now.
At the time he was hidden safely under the armchair, which was probably best for the unexpected he thought. Just then he heard the creaking of the door handles. Slowly the doors opened revealing a shadow. Then his parents entered and his Dad said “You in here son, you ready for school yet and I hope you know that you’ve left that alarm clock on again” Was this a good or not. He was spider. How was he going to ever communicate with his parents again, or didn’t he!
