Phobia
By: xScarletxInkx
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Thank you Suzsx for the idea. However indirect it was.
Here I stand on top of a kitchen chair like a housewife afraid of a mouse, but this is no mouse I'm looking at. It has to be one of the biggest, ugliest spiders I have ever seen. Now, I am not a coward I can handle mice, snakes, rats, and other bugs no problem, but put a spider in the same building as me and I turn into a scared housewife up on my kitchen chair. Yes, I, Sam Swarek am terrified of spiders, small ones big ones. Doesn't matter they all scare me.
Not to much later Andy walked in, took one look at me and laughed. "Not another one? Sam, It's just a spider all you have to do is step on it."
"Easy enough for you to say, Andy; You're not the one terrified of them." Yes I had confessed my fear of spider to Andy some time ago after I ran into a web while on patrol and flipped out.
She just shook her head and walked over to the corner it was in on the other side of the room and squished it. "There now you can get off of your chair."