Crawling

A spider crept into my mind like I’ve never seen a spider before. Haunting my body with its ticklish feet. All at once, bam it bit me. I thought to myself, “omg, am I gonna become black widow!”. The excitement stirred in me and I could feel the delusion sitting still in my head.

“Daughter” I heard a whisper. “Daughter!” as I snap out of it. I was starring at my phone while my mom was trying to get my attention for dinner. “Oh, right” I said. I look down at my phone as a video is showing a spider bite on a girl who died today. I shrug it off and head to the table.

“What were you doing on your phone?” my mom asked. “Nothing” I think someone died of a spider bite or something. She continued to ask questions and all I can think about was nothing. “I don’t know exactly what spider”.

As I walked to my room, I could feel the spider again. Crawling at my feet. This time I get a bit freaked out and I look down, no spider. I figure it was a little flee I thought to myself. I went to my cozy bed.

The darkness took over my dream that night. Spiders crawling all over, biting me, and leaving marks on my skin. Eventually, I turned into Black widow like I hoped. It was the best dream except for the many times the black widow spider bit me. That seemed painful and rather annoying. My first thought was why did I have to get bit so many times, Spider- Man got bit once.

As I walked into the kitchen, my mom is making breakfast. I say “good morning” and grab my phone. Again, I see the reel from last night about the girl who died of a spider. I shrug it off and I can feel my thoughts stirring around. I wonder if getting bit by a black widow a bunch of times keeps you alive and mutates you into a superhero.

“Daughter” I hear. This time my thoughts stop and my mom sits down next to me. “How did you sleep?” she asked. “I slept ok” I said. “You seem restless”she said. “I’m not, I’m good!” I said defensively. She nods her head and continues to make breakfast.

As I log into Tik Tok, a video of a person talking about the girl who got bit by the huge spider comes on. She seems to know some facts so I listen. “The spider is a rare species and with one bite it poisons you” I listen closely. “Be aware, they are on the lose” she says. I wonder if it mutates you I thought.

“Daughter breakfast is ready” my mom’s says. “Ok” as she serves me. We speak of nothing and all I can think about is what it would feel like to be a super hero spider. Probably invincible I thought to myself.

“We need to talk” my mom says as she grabs my face gently. “The girl from the video you were saying who died from a spider bite didn’t die because of a random bite” she said. “Huh? Yes she did.” I say confused. “She died because she was forced to touch a swirl of spiders and one of them happened to be black widow. It was on a game show. It was an accident” she tells me concerningly. “What?” She is a superhero!” I say out loud

My mom stares at me with confusion and says I think we need to check you into a hospital again.