Hello, this is Hollyn. I just wanted to post on what happened in my bed two nights ago.
I was lying in my bed, perfectly calm. I was about to drift off to sleep, when
pop! I was wide awake. Something had just landed on my hand, and scurried in front of me. Whatever it was, it was definitely alive. I was not dreaming. I had felt it. I turned my book light on. There it was, a rather large spider. So large, in fact, it looked like(in size) a baby tarantula. It scurried behind my picture frame.
I was so alarmed, nearly dumbstruck. I did not scream. I ran out of my room, into the backyard were my parents were. They looked at me. "What is it?" Mommy asked. "Th-There is s-something in my room I-I d-don't know what it is I think it's a tarantula,"I stuttered. "It landed on my hand and scurried off. Th-Then it hid behind my picture frame." Daddy got up and headed toward my room. Mommy did the same. I followed behind them.
When we got into my room, Daddy looked behind the frame and announced,"Whoa. I can see why Hollyn was scared. It's a Wolf Spider! Oops." He had knocked the frame over on top of the spider(purposely. He just said oops). At that moment, Pepper entered the room and licked my toes. I was very jumpy at the moment, so it nearly startled the stars out of me(before I realized what it was). "Is a Wolf Spider poisonous?" I asked. "Well, let's go look that up. Google!" Daddy said.
While we were at the computer, we got to a page that showed(in illustrations and words about spiders)all about spiders. "Hang on a second," Daddy said. "It shows a Grass Spider and a Wolf Spider. The thing I killed looked more like a Grass Spider." And a Grass Spider it was. The caption about a grass spider said that a grass spider is non-aggressive and not deadly. It also said that it is poisonous but not fatal. I was not yet fully convinced. After that, my dad reassured me and showed me the top poisonous creatures list. The Grass Spider didn't make it there. I felt safe and convinced after that. What a time I had!
Well, that's all I have to say. My dad told me later about a story with a California King Snake wrapped around someones leg. Just to reassure you, that story had a happily ever after, and the person lived. But I realized then, I'd rather have a spider land on my hand and scurry off than a snake wrapped around my leg. Also, here's a picture of what the spider somewhat looked like:
Tom, Dorie, Hollyn, Alexis and Pepper
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