A few minutes later, I was shocked to see him danging in mid-air - I smiled to myself realizing he had descended on a thin strand of web. I couldn't help but notice the girl sitting next to me watching as well, but with more of a look of disgust than fascination.
I continued to watch this little guy gracefully fly from chair to chair, attempting to create what would have been a beautiful home. At one point, he made his way up onto the sweater of the girl in the chair, quietly crawling up her hood.
Class was over, and I smiled one last time at the little spider now on the floor, bidding him farewell. As I walked out of the aisle, I noticed the girl sititng next to me deliberately grind her shoe over my new friend.
I had forgotten about him until last night, when he visited me in my dreams. Only this time he was much larger and I was afraid. I'm sorry, little spider, for letting you die.
I did some research, it was a yellow sac spider...
Apparently these guys aren't very friendly, and they leave a nasty bite (image search on your own accord). Still, I do miss him.
The funny thing is, two days later in discussion for the same class, I was distracted again not by a spider, but some small, black insect with many legs who found his way onto my desk. I let him climb aboard my pencil eraser and dropped him off on the empty chair to my right. I was watching him throughout class, as I was the yellow spider. Right at the end of class, my TA noticed him, and upon closer inspection, proceeded to step on him. Two little friends, two sudden deaths; and both after I had gotten to know them so well.
Sorry, guys.
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