Spiders

The reflection in my bathroom mirror reflects only my eyes, a brush of mascara with every blink, and Bridget behind me raising and scrunching her eyebrows observing her waistline. There were tapping noises above our heads, and i felt my stomach sink. This sort of thing has happened to me before. Bridget was too absorbed in the music, she new every word to this song.

I raised my eyes to see two fat spiders, one black and one red. Both the size of oranges with tubular legs. probably both pregnant, on their way to find a good hatching place in my home, resulting in more spiders over my head. Despite my terror, i knew it would only get worse if Bridget were to find out, with her Arachnophobia. so i told her not to look up, and to leave the bathroom. trying to hide the panic in my voice - "just do it."
She was confused, and curious, but didn't seem to have the guts to look up to see what was there. She has a trusting look in here eyes and she leaves.

so it's me and them, we have a battle. I grab a mop from the corner of the room and bat at them. they bounced off the floor and ran in circles hissing and spitting- I've pissed them off. they rose of the ground at least twice their normal size, and stared at me. I know I'm in way over my head, so i screamed for help. my dad bursts through the door and pushes me aside and sees what creatures have invaded his home. They both take a running start to him, but my dad takes his boot and stands over them like a beast, and stomped on them both.

and then i woke up.


----------- i was told to write down the dreams i can remember, because i remember almost all of them. And since i sometimes have a hard time thinking of what to write, that's not such a bad idea. I do have some interesting dreams, and others are just weird.
i hope that you find them enjoyable to read.