User:Purplepeace100

We all have fears, and we can't help having them. My younger cousin Billy is afraid of the dark, my little sister Annabelle is terrified of any bug that can sting her, and my best friend will almost have a heart attack watching Halloween, despite I and him have watched it numerous times. These are all fears, like it or not, but originally I felt myself as fearless. I felt like I could face anything that was thrown at me. Most people hated nightmares, but I found them as just boring. Even if a killer was about to hit me with a knife in my dream, I'd just close my eyes and open them to find myself still in my bedroom, nothing happening or going wrong. To put it short, I thought myself as one of those absolutely fearless types of guys. Now I know that's not the case. I now have a new fear. It was 1:30 AM. I had hanged out with a couple of my buddies at our school parking lot, drinking coke and eating chips. I can't drink beer, seeing as I'm only 14, and my dad would probably smell my breath a mile away. "See you guys later!" I called as I hoisted my backpack over my shoulder, and made my way down another route. All of my other friends lived farther away, so they'd have to take another road. I began to take my usual route. An old forest pathway near the old Oakwood Valley route, that's been abandoned for about 2 months tops. I knew every nook and cranny of that route, so it wasn't too hard to get through. I began walking down the route. It was abnormally chilly, seeing as it was summer and we've been having a constant heat wave. I set my book bag down to pull out my grey hoodie, which mom insisted that I'd bring with me, when something came into my vision. It was a abnormally large spider, not a tarantula, but the colors were of nothing I saw before. It was white, and I saw that from the pale moon light that it's eyes were red. The spider stopped, and I noticed that it seemed to be eyeing my bag. "What's this? A vampire spider?" I mumbled to myself, chuckling slightly. Of course, the spider didn't reply back, it just moved around me and continued to crawl off. I slipped my hoodie on and continued my way down the route. The route isn't that long, thank god. I wouldn't want to be walking for like 30 minutes or something. I was starting to get tired. I had carried a flashlight with me, seeing as how dark it was, so luckily I had no trouble seeing. It was then I heard the crackling of wood. I stopped, wondering who else would be here. It was the white spider again, only this time there were a couple more around it. I wasn't scared at the time, just confused. Whenever I took this route there was no signs of life. All the trees were dead, and whatever insect I did see was either dead or close to it. This was why the place was abandoned. They apparently were seeing dead animals everywhere, there corpses rotting and spiders crawling through there skulls- Wait. Spiders. I sighed. I was such a idiot. Of course there would be spiders here! I guess at the time I just figured that the animals were killed and then the spiders found the corpses. Instead it was something much more. I continued to walk through the trail. It was a 10 minute walk, but I was a lot slower and more fatigue so it was talking a lot longer. I turned around again and stopped. The spiders were still following me!? There was also more spiders too, all of them either black or white. Why the hell were they following me? Suddenly, without notice a putrid scent and a snapping sound hit me. I turned around a froze. I wanted to vomit. A deer, lay against a tree trunk, it's neck snapped and bent at a odd angle, blood pouring from it's mouth. I was petrified. NEVER did I ever see anything like this on my way through this route. If I came across this while walking, maybe I wouldn't of been so surprised. But, this wasn't here a few seconds ago. HOW ON EARTH DID IT APPEAR SO FAST!? The spiders all went past me, and started to crawl up to the now dead deer. I didn't want to stay, it was a sickening sight. I hurriedly walked past the corpse, but then I stopped. A figure shrouded in darkness stared at me. He was blocking the path, but based on how frozen in fear I was, I couldn't move. It was then I noticed what was crawling all around him, his face, and practically every inch of the man's body. Spiders. Black and white spiders. I say practically because there was one thing that didn't cover him. His mouth, which was stretched into an abnormally wide grin. I wanted to scream, but my voice was caught in my throat. I closed my eyes, expecting to wake up in my room, going through the same old morning routine, but when I opened my eyes, I realized that this was no dream. This was all too real. The man hadn`t moved. He was still standing there. It was then I realized something. Eventually he was going to make the first move and kill me. This spider freak was going to KILL me. I didn`t want to die. I guess that`s what I thought when I broke into a sprint and jumped into the woods, away from the trail. I could feel his breath on the nape of my neck as I continued to run. I never once stopped, nor did I look back. The sound of his breathing was all I needed, and that sickening laughter. I ran and ran until I saw the end of the woods...and my street. I practically jumped out of the woods, turning the direction of my house and ran and ran until I finally reached it, toppled up the steps, and swung the door open. "Where on earth were you, Alexander!?" My mother practically screeched. "We were worried sick!" I couldn't speak, I was gasping for breath. My mom noticed that I was out of breath, and sighed and went to get me a glass of water. After that, she demanded that I'd sit down and explain to her where I've been. I explained everything that happened, and she hadn't believed any of the spider bit. What my mom did think happen, is that some weird sicko dressed in black chased me around and I was in so much shock that my mind interpreted that as spiders. Mom eventually did call the police, and they never found the man. But they did find the deer carcass, or what was left of it. The flesh had been ripped to the bone, so I definitely know that there was spiders involved, but the carcass had been so ripped up and had all of the flesh gone, that police thought it was there for a longer period of time, and that I never noticed it. Spiders are now my fear. I'm now terrified and I refuse to set one foot near them. My friends think I'm crazy, but they just go with this fear. But that's not my only biggest fear. My biggest fear is that the man covered in spiders, might still be out there, watching me, waiting for me, and waiting for the moment to kill me.