By Matthew, Year 1
I used to be the bravest boy in my family. After what happened a week ago, I don't think I am the bravest anymore.
There was an enormous black spider in the secret room. It is actually my brother's room. We called it the secret room because we shared secrets there. When my mum was cleaning, she noticed the spider and screamed. My mum is very frightened of insects like ants, spiders, silverfish, cockroaches, mosquitoes and lots more. Once I heard my mum scream, I knew what was the problem. I got the insect killer and rushed upstairs. I quickly sprayed the spider. When I thought the spider was dead, I was about to touch it. Thousands of baby spiders burst out of the spider's tummy. They started chasing me and my mum. My mum was so scared that her face turned pale.
After a minute, my dad came back from work. He heard us screaming and ran upstairs to help us. He grabbed a tissue and squashed all the babies flat.
After that we cleaned up all the spiders and put them in the bin.
The next day, there was another spider. My mum called me again but this time I pretended I was sick so that I didn't have to pick it up as I was so scared. But I didn't want anyone to know that because everyone would think that I am a scaredy cat. Then my mum called my dad to pick it up.
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