One dreary afternoon, a fuzzy spider made his way into a large building with colorful windows. He crept under a door, and then he stopped to look around for anyone or anything threatening. With the coast clear, he continued on to look around, and found a huge room full of seats. It was warm, quiet, and very peaceful. "You know," said the spider, "this is a perfect place for the gang to hide out." He decided to make himself a place in a corner to rest for the night.
The next day, the fuzzy spider's friends had all arrived and were celebrating their new home. They settled under the seats and had a wonderful time. The fuzzy spider then spoke up. "I hope you're all enjoying yourselves," he said. "You bet we are!" said a garden spider, "It's the best we've ever had." But the good times were not to last. Suddenly, a sudden gust of wind started pulling at the bugs, and blew them into a large black tube. They all tried to run, but it seemed like the tube followed them wherever they went. Just like that they were all gone, except for the fuzzy spider. He waited for the tube to send him to his doom, but then it stopped. The spider looked at the tube. He moved slowly closer to it to look inside, when he saw a grey shadow hovering over him. "What is that?" he asked. Before he could make it out, it quickly hurtled down at him, and with a loud BOOM...he was gone.
Tune in next time for more Cheesy Golden Shepherd Midnight Storytime!
Yeah, I don't know; it's just something stupid I thought up after having some encounters with spiders at home and church. Because I'm no expert on spiders, does anyone know what a brown fuzzy spider is called? I know it's not a tarantula; it's smaller than that. For a follow up, do they come out after it rains, or are they just good at finding me? Either way, they like coming into the church, and I hate it.
By the way, I wasn't really trying when writing that story. Trust me, I can do better.
That's about all for now. Good night, guys.