Personal Narrative: My Head Hurts

My Head Hurts Today started like any other day. Mom came in and woke me up. I was still groggy like an old person waking up from a deep sleep. My mom laid out my clothes last night. She takes care of me like a king takes care of his people. I do not know what I would be without her.Once I got dressed and mom helped me put my shoes on. We walked downstairs and Lindsey and Shannon, my sisters, were getting ready for school. I walked downstairs to the first floor and saw my dad leaving. I ran to him to give him a good bye hug. Then I had breakfast. I am pretty sure that it was scrambled eggs with ketchup. My life is as hectic as an exterminator during an infestation. Or so I thought. Once my mom and I had dropped my sisters off at school, we
I loved looking at insects almost as much as an exterminator likes killing them. Now I despise them. I actually enjoy killing them. Mainly spiders. Scratch that, especially spiders. I am so scared of spiders. I mean if you ask the average Joe what the fear of spiders is they know that it is arachnophobia. It is a common fear. Well I have arachnophobia. I have a very good reason. This is it. When I was outside I was washing my hands with the hose and I saw a spider. I liked the feeling of animals crawling on my skin as long as I could see them. I let the spider crawl onto me. It walked up to wrist. Then it stopped. It put its fangs into my wrist and started walking up my arm. It stopped at my elbow. I had not realized what had happened. I brushed it away because I was getting bored. Then I went inside Inside is the best part of property. It is all clean and you know what to expect. Unlike outside , it is a controlled environment. I went inside and my mom and I had to go to her doctor’s appointment. Because I am so young I still go back with her when she is called. After my mom was done with the doctor and about to leave, I showed him the underside of my arm. He practically jumped