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I was in the basement on a cold, dark, night. I was getting a little hungry so I went to get a snack and when I opened the door nice and slowly, I heard the slight creeking of the hinges. I felt a breeze on my skins which made me shiver in the idea of a ghost. I had just moved into the house this house, when the owner said he could never survive in such a haunted house. Being me, I just ignored the comment - and right then something broke my daze. It was horrifying. On the floor there was a big shadow that was creeping towards me. At that moment I dropped everything in my hands and ran up to the main floor, screaming so loudly that people miles away could probably hear me. I thought I had to get out of here but forgot about all my money stashed downstairs with the shadow. So I tip-toed my way back down, my heart beating nervously. And when I turned the corner, and turned on the light, I saw laying on the ground, a pathetic, tiny, little, **spider**.