Introduction/chap 1

I've always been fascinated by spiders.I used to collect them when i was younger.I'd spend hours rooting through the dusty old shed at the bottom of our garden,hunting the cobwebs for lurking eight legged predators.When I found one, I'd bring it in and let it loose in my bedroom.

It used to drive my mum mad

Usually,the spider would slip away after no more than a day or two,never to be seen again,but sometimes they hung around longer.i had never to be seen again,i had one who made a cobwebs above my bed and stood sentry for almost a month,Going to sleep,i used to imagine the spiders creeping down, crawling into my mouth sliding down my throat and laying loads of eggs in my belly, The baby spiders would hatch after a while and eat me alive,from the inside out.

I loved being scared when i was little.

When i was nine,my mum and dad gave me a small tarantula.

it wasn't poisonous or very big.but it was the greatest gift I'd ever received. I played with That spider almost every waking hour of the day,gave it all sorts of treats:flies and cockroach and tiny worms. Spoilt it rotten.

Then,one day, I did something stupid.i'd been watching a cartoon in which one of the characters was sucked up by a vacuum cleaner.No harm came to him. He squeezed out of the bag, dusty and dirty and mad as hell. it was very funny.

So funny,I tried it myself.With the tarantula.Needless to say, things didn't happen quite like they did in the cartoon.The spider was ripped to pieces. I cried a lot,but it was to late for tears.My pet was dead,it was my fault,and there was nothing I could do about it.

My parents nearly hollered the roof down when they found out what I'd done - the tarantula had cost quite a bit of money.

They said i was an irresponsible fool, and from That day on,they never again let me have a pet, not even an ordinary garden spider.

Chapter 1

I was in the toilet at the school,sitting down, humming a song, I had my trousers on,Id come near the end of Math class, feeling sick.My teacher, Mr.Dagon,is a great about things like That. He's smart and handsome that's why he's my crush since i was grade 6 he knows when your faking and when your being serious.He took one look at me when I raised my hand and said i was ill,then nodded his head and told me to make for the toilet.

"Throw up whenever's bugging you, Darren," he said,"then get your back here."

I wish every teacher was as understanding as Mr.Dargon.In the end, I didn't get sick, but still felt queasy. so I stayed on the toilet.I heard the bell ring for the end of the class and everybody came rushing out for their lunch Break.i waited to join them but knew Mr. Dargon would give out if he saw me in the yard so soon. He doesn't get mad if you trick him but he goes quiet and won't speak to you for ages, and that's almost worst than being shouted at.

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