Arachnaphobia

Ah Sunday morning your only day off. As your eyes flutter open and focus on your alarm clock a smile crosses your face and you hit the snooze button. Just as you begin to drift back into lala land, you sit straight up in your bed and you feel the cold sweat drip down your back and a shiver runs down your spine. As if it can smell your fear, the small black dot on the ceiling begins its terrifying decent, your about to scream, your mind is working a mile a minute, your heart is beating, you breath is short, you are frozen. The intruder in your room is now hovering inches from your nose. …