Well. I’ve had some really weird dreams in my life. Evidently they are weirder when on a pill of radioactive iodine. So anyway, I’m terrified of spiders, but more of being isolated. I was worried about not being able to really interact with my family and felt really lonely. So that all came out in my dreams. I dreamt that a spider bit me and became radioactive. it grew to the size of a human and started talking to me. Even though I was afraid of it I wanted someone to talk to that could be in my room so I made it go in to the corner so we could talk. I also kept spraying it with water so there’s that too. Anyway… I decided to write a quick short story about it. So this is a non stop, unedited story. It took me about 2 hours to come up with so I hope you enjoy.
Amelia sat waiting for the medicine to take hold. Five days, just less than a week with no contact. She felt she was on an island, drifting. They said it was like a vacation, they didn’t even know her at all. Amelia thrived on contact, on company of others, on embraces. She was just told there would be none of that for at least five days. There was a gate put up separating her from her family and pets. Over the gate she could see and talk, but had to remain seven feet back from every thing living. She looked around her room for the next five days. On the floor sat a mattress with a blanket and sheets on it, there was a TV set up for her to have some form of entertainment and a table ready for her to eat and drink. Everything would have to be on paper products and plastic throw away things. Not too big of a deal, but she was still restricted on eating. Yeah this was going to suck.
The first wave of nausea hit full force. Amelia hated feeling sick, even if she knew that she wouldn’t actually throw up. She lay down on the bed and closed her eyes willing herself to sleep and ignore everything for now. Her body succumbed to a light slumber without dreams.
On the stairwell the puppy and cat looked over through the gate. It hadn’t been there before and they were quite confused. The cat spotted something crawling across the floor. He attempted to get through the gate, but hearing a quiet moan from the other side he stopped, glaring at the thing crawling toward the wall opposite the bed where his owner was laying down. The puppy sighed and lay down at the gate. The cat’s tail twitched, but she didn’t feel like chasing today. She would wait for the mrs to wake up, they she would get pets and cuddles.
Amelia woke to the sound of voices. Her son stood at the top of the stairs on the other side of the gate. “HI MOM” he was so cheerful, must have been a good day.
“We played outside a little bit today. OH and guess what?” He waited for a response.
Seeing his waiting there with an expectant smile, “Oh? What?” She smiled as he moved from foot to foot on the other side of the gate. There was so much space. Her smile became forced. No hugs tonight.
“We painted seashells! We’re doing Aloha week at school!” He was so excited. He continued talking while she waited.
“Hey.” She looked past her son standing at the stairs to see the smiling face of her husband.
“Hi!” she looked up waiting for the kiss that wasn’t going to come. He was too far away. This was really going to suck. “How was today.”
He smiled and ushered one son down the stairs with the puppy and cat then came back up.
“I need to make dinner. What did you want to eat?” He looked back down the stairs, his other son was walking up to help out.
“I’m not hungry, but some pork would be nice. I can’t have too much.” He nodded and turned to walk in to the kitchen.
She turned on the TV and listened to the talking in the kitchen and the sounds of the video game coming from the basement. The puppy was currently trying to chase the cat. She smiled, the sounds comforted her. One night down, just four more to go.
The next day found Amelia alone. One son was off to daycare, the other was out walking the puppy, and her husband was off to work. The house was quiet, something that never happens with pets and kids in the house. She sighed. Someone to talk to was pretty easy to come by, all she had to do was call. It’s just not what she wanted. She wanted someone in the room with her, a companion. Isolation was lonely.
The day went by quickly and soon everyone was home again. Again, her son told her about his day from the other side of the gate and her husband talked briefly before starting dinner and then ushering everyone downstairs and away. They could talk using their phones and computers, but it wasn’t the same. Not being able to tuck her son in and hug everyone before bed was weighing on her a lot. There were still four more days of no contact. That night before going to bed she sat on the landing, back against the wall and just listened to the conversations and TV downstairs. She didn’t need to see what they were watching or doing. She just wanted to hear it for now.
That night she went to sleep. The cat came upstairs keeping an eye on the creature that was crawling on the floor yet again. He really wanted to get in the room. His charge was not a fan of things that crawled or small things that flew. She often screamed at them until he came upstairs to see if she needed saving or not. If it was worth his time he would help. This thing was getting a little closer to his charge than he liked. His tail swished before he turned and disappeared in to the house.
The creature crawled closer and closer to the person laying down on the floor. If its on the floor it was ok to bite right? It wasn’t moving so it wouldn’t hit. Closer. Closer. Closer. Careful. Careful. Careful. BITE
Something was happening. It was changing. Growing, and thinking.
“What is happening? Oh my God I just thought! I did it again! What is this?” It turned seeing the walls of the house. Bigger and bigger it grew but the body wasn’t changing. Eight legs surrounded it, eyes seeing color and objects for the first time. Something was happening to it’s head. Thoughts raced in and out. Logic, understanding, feelings ran rampant through it. Is this what it was like to be human? Was it human now? It had always been a spider. Could it still spin a web? What would that look like now? Movement was coming from the bed. Startled it moved and tried to hide itself behind the chair in the room. It was early morning so the house was still pretty still.
Movement started around the house. Coffee was brewing, breakfast was being made, lunches were started. Today was day three. Amelia woke and listened to all of the things going on around the house. It appeared they woke late. Everyone was running around. Quick Good Bye’s were thrown over the gate as everyone ran out the door.
“UGH! It’s so lonely today. I’m so bored. I can only watch so much TV.” She paced the room thinking of what to do today.
“I can talk with you.” the spider replied from behind the chair.
Amelia stopped dead in her pace. She was facing the window and the voice spoke from behind her. “Who is there?” She was trembling. She heard no one come in and all the doors were locked. She had been pacing and saw no one in the room.
The spider crawled out from behind the chair. It was roughly the size of a small child. “Don’t worry. I can’t hurt you. At least I don’t think I can.”
Amelia slowly turned around. Her eyes widened as she saw a giant spider. “OH MY GOD!” She screamed and promptly fainted.
“Well that went well.” The spider crawled up to the woman. “She doesn’t have any swatters, sprays, or shoes. She can’t squish me.” It looked around. “What do I do with her? I can’t pick her up and put her on her bed. I guess I’ll just have to wait till she wakes up.”
Amelia woke up slowly. Her brain was slow to catch on. When it did, she jolted and looked around the room. There standing behind her was a large eight legged spider. She was too tired, too sick feeling, and too lonely to think about what she was about to do next. She took a deep breath. “Ok, so there is a child sized spider in my house. I don’t remember even seeing that they get human sized. So this could be a problem.” She spoke aloud but to herself. Amelia got up, walked to the gate, climbed over it, and went in to the kitchen.
The spider could hear her moving around. It could hear water running and things clanging around. “Human, what are you doing?” No answer came, so the spider crawled around the room testing out his eight legs and his newfound sight and understanding. “Humans are so fascinating. What are all of these things and what are they used for?” He looked at the desk, chair, TV, fireplace. He suddenly felt a tingling all over his body. “What is this?” He tired to see the human. She was holding something in her hands Her stance was odd too. She stood with her feet apart and her hands holding some contraption. Something was coming from it.
“Well shit. That didn’t work.” She slumped to the ground with her right had on her head her left holding a spray bottle.
“What did you just do?” The confused spider turned to face the human. “I feel odd.”
“You’re wet. This has water. I don’t know what to do here. I sprayed you.”
“Well stop it.” the spider shuffled forward.
The hair on the back of Amelia’s neck stood on end. She gulped and scrambled around the spider. She turned her body to the window and closed her eyes. She took a deep breath again and spoke, “Ok. So how did this happen? What are we going to do now? You’re too big to really go anywhere.”
The spider thought. “Well I was hoping for a small bit to eat so I bit you. Then I…” It’s voice dropped off as he heard a sound. It was coming from the human.
Amelia was laughing. Between full on laughter she was able to speak. “So you’re the opposite of spider man.”
The spider was quite confused. “I’m unsure of your meaning.”
Amelia took the next hour explaining about Spider Man and super heroes; she then took another hour trying to explain the difference between real and fake.
“So this radi… radio… “
“Radiation” Amelia supplied amused.
“Yes. That’s why I am this way?”
“I guess so yes.”
“And how do I get back?”
Amelia paused. “I don’t know.”
The spider began to move into her peripheral vision. She tensed. It smelled her fear. Stopping its advance it spoke. “Human.”
“Amelia. My name is Amelia.”
“Amelia, I have to talk to you.”
Amelia took another breath. “Fine, but go to the corner back there and stay. I’ll stay looking at the window here.”
“That sounds lonely.” The spider replied, but did as it was told and walked back to the corner. Once there it spoke again. “So tell me about all of this stuff in here.”
The rest of the day Amelia and the spider spoke about anything and everything. They learned about each other and the spider learned about all the objects while telling her about their lives as spinners.
Amelia heard a door close. “Quick! You have to hide.”
The spider turned this way and that looking for a place. “Where? I’m a giant eight legged thing!”
Amelia laughed. “Behind the chair again. No one can come in here.”
Her voiced sounded sad at that. The spider wondered at her change of tone. It would ask later.
“Hi mom!” a small child appeared at the gate. The spider observed the interaction between the child and the woman he learned was named Amelia. They talked about weird things like dying shirts and playing on a playground. A larger human came up.
“Hey mom. You feeling ok?” Again another conversation happened. Something about games and demons and dungeons. Humans have weird things happen to them during the day. It sounded dangerous to be one. The spider listened carefully, gathering up information. The humans were interesting. They were a family. The children didn’t leave the home right away and Amelia and her husband lived together. It was odd, their lives were so long. Amelia and her husband were more than ancient and their children were elders. Years and years they lived! It was amazing!
“Hey, guys! Downstairs. I’m going to talk to mom and then I’ll make dinner.” A large human appeared. In the past the spider would have run away. There was no where to go. It listened as another conversation happened about food and about going to some cafe when Amelia was better.
Soon the house settled down. Spider walked about from behind the chair. Amelia gasped but turned toward the window and watched TV from the side. The spider watched her for a long while. “You’re scared of me.” It said finally.
Amelia tensed but nodded in agreement.
“Humans tend to scream when I’m around.” As the spider talked it tingled again. Looking up it saw Amelia with a spray bottle. Her eyes were closed and she was standing in some battle like form. “Would you stop that. Water obviously doesn’t work. Spraying me only makes my fur wet and me angry.”
Amelia turned and sunk to the floor again. “Sorry. It’s a habit.”
The house settled down. The spider and Amelia talked again until she was too tired and went to sleep. While she slept the spider thought. “I’m still here, but for how much longer? She says that she only has a couple more days until she’s free from this room. I wonder if there is some barrier keeping her in here?” He searched the room looking for something to break the barrier.
Morning of the fourth day came. Amelia woke up feeling great. She thought she would have been lonely but so far her days were great! She had someone to talk to right in the room with her. That day Amelia and the spider spoke about what they would do that day. They talked about what would happen in the future and when isolation was up. Spider asked about her family and Amelia happily told it everything it asked about. The day went by again really fast. Amelia was in good spirits. The next day she was going to be able to have fun with her family.
That evening spider watched as everyone got excited about Amelia returning to have fun with them. Spider felt oddly. It would appear this would be the last night they would get to talk.
Night fell and the house fell quiet. Spider came out. Amelia was already sitting on the makeshift bed facing the window.
“Spider? Do you have a name? I’m so horrible I didn’t even ask.”
Spider chuckled. “We are not born with a name. Spider is fine.”
“Oh I see. I guess you aren’t used to being around this long.” Amelia shifted a little bit.
Spider watched her from its corner. “No. It’s ok though.” It shifted. “I should start finding a way out of here.”
Amelia looked down at her hands. “It would appear so.” Her tone was sad.
Spider learned so much from this family. They were emotional and easy to read. They had many emotions and they varied. It learned fear, sadness, happiness, content, but the emotion it felt right now it couldn’t name. “So what would you like to talk about tonight?”
Amelia was quiet “Spider?” She heard it turn behind her. She flinched but powered on. “Come here.”
Spider was a bit worried. The human sprayed him more than once. It shifted and came around to face her. Amelia looked at it and smiled. “There now we can have a conversation.”
They talked about getting spider out of the house. They talked about where she worked and her going back. They talked about all the life things. Spider felt content for the first time in its life. They talked until the morning. Amelia turned around as the sounds of everyone waking up came through the house. She smiled. The gate was down. The cat walked up first cuddling and side eying the spider. The puppy came in next hopping around and nipping at the spider’s legs. Amelia laughed and shoed them both out of the room. She turned to spider. “Come on. We can get you out the garage.”
She opened the door and helped spider out. Spider turned to her. “Thank you I …”
Spray fell on it from the bottle. “Seriously?” Even as the spider spoke it realized it was becoming smaller. It looked up at Amelia one last time. She smiled and closed the door. The spider scurried away from the house.
“Bye Spider. Take care.”
Amelia walked in the house to hug her family.
There it is!!! Hope you enjoyed!!!!