Someone quickly passes, dressed in black and I swallow, jerking backwards. I peek over again and the doors closed now. I look around the room, frightened. "Someones in here."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I cross my arms, glancing around when the lights start to flicker.
I let out a slight scream and cover my facewith my hands. The lights turn off and someone grabs my foot. I scream louder, tripping over something, or someone...
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
The light flickers a little bit remains off. I hold onto Jace's hand tightly, when someone pulls on My hair, I take my other hand and slap that hand away too when Jace is yanked from me.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Daddy Long Legs are more closely related to crabs than spiders and somehow the idea of crablike creatures with spider legs that have escaped the entrappings of the primordial sea and now crawl over land and can walk up and down walls and ceilings creeps me more than I can adequately describe. — Snoink
