Emily tries to save a spider for the first time ever. 300-word flash. |
| A Soft Heart Leads to Trouble Emily walked down the stairs , with a plastic glass balanced on her palm. Inside was a spider. She had to suppress her feelings about it in order to save it. Normally, when she saw one, she squished it flat and was happier for it. But this time, she heard a tiny voice in her head. “Please, don’t kill me! I will soon have babies,” it said. “Your babies fly away on a wisp of your silk without needing you much.” “Without me, your house would be alive with insects, some that bite!” “More spiders have bitten me than any other insect.” The conversation in her brain kept getting more and more pitiful as the little voice continued. “All right, just this once,” she said and captured it in a glass, slid a paper over the open end of it, and balancing it precariously, Emily had begun making her way downstairs to release it. Four steps from the bottom, she stumbled and fell to the floor. The glass flew across the floor with the spider clinging to the tumbler. In severe pain, Emily watched as the spider crawled out under the crack of her front door and was gone. “I think I’ve broken something!” she told herself. Her doorbell rang urgently. With great difficulty, she crawled to the door and opened it. “EMTs, is someone hurt in here?” Emily relaxed with relief as help made its way in. In the ambulance, she asked how they knew she needed them, and got a bizarre answer. “A world-wide web user named Arachnea notified us of the emergency.” Although she had trouble believing it, she was sure it was the spider she had tried to release. “After all, if anything knows about webs, a spider would.” |