It was a lazy summer afternoon. Ifelt like reading a novel, so I walked up to our attic. The door creaked as I pushed it open. I strolled to the old wooden bockcase in the carner of the room, whistling happily. As I reached out for a book, something hairy brushed my hand. I looked up, bewildered, and what I saw almost made me faint! There it was an enormous black spider, twice my size, starting at me angrily! I clenched my fists, ready to defend myself, but before I knew it I was swept away by one of its disgusting legs and thrown against its huge weh on the other side of the room. I screamed as I landed. This couldn't be happening. The spider was getting bigger and bigger! My heart was pounding, but I didn't give up. I cut the sticky web with my teeth, then freed myself and dashed out of yhe room. The spider crept towards me, but... Then I woke up and it had just been a bad dream!