What Spiders Think

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short story about a spider in my yard.

Submitted: October 04, 2013

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It’s been a while since my last meal. The last few days I’ve had no luck. Maybe my net needs to be larger. Larger sizes mean a higher chance of catching a meal, but it requires more upkeep. I wouldn’t enjoy running back and forth all day.

I can hear a quiet humming off in the distance. I hope I get lucky and it’s something a decent size. A single fly doesn’t fill you up. A grasshopper takes more time to wrap, but can last a few days. It’d be nice to not have to worry about catching anything for a little while.

The humming is getting louder. I hope it doesn’t rain again. I don’t feel like finding a new spot to live in. Searching for a suitable spot takes too long in my opinion. Besides, I like the view of the grass below where I am.

I feel my web shaking as a loud buzzing comes from below. Racing over I bite it quickly before it destroys my home. The buzzing and struggling quickly subside. It’s a bee. Not as big as a grasshopper, but much better than my previous catches. I set to work wrapping it up. This should be good for the next couple of days. After wrapping, I move back to my favorite spot. Now all I do is wait.


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