Mark stood in the little hallway just outside his bedroom door. He was looking up at the rope cord dangling from the hideaway attic stairs. The little plastic bell-shaped pull was turning slowly back and forth. His curiosity overcame bewilderment as he grabbed the rope and pulled the stairway down to the floor. The dark hole looked empty. Mark could hear a very slight chittering sound coming from the blackness. He slowly ascended the steps. One up. Two up. Three up. Six glowing orange eyes watched the shock of blonde hair appear over the edge of the rafter. Mark felt the hair on the back of his head move ever so slightly. He turned. Chitter! The sound was loud and the movement was swift. The giant spider sunk her four inch fangs into the loose cloth on the shoulder of Mark`s pj's just missing his throat. The huge black spikes were already smeared with a thick red goo. In that instant Mark knew that the family of squirrels had not just mysteriously moved out! He lost his footing and was hanging by a fang.......! BOO!
Jim Dunlap, firstname.lastname@example.org
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