Rick, The Spooky Spider

The first rays of sun started to peep through the nook and corner of the thick bush. Rick slowly crawled out of the rose plant’s leaf. Then, he started to weave his web carefully. Hooking the tip of the first yarn on the thorn of the rose plant, he started to weave the web. Suddenly the morning breeze blew strongly, and so some of the threads got cut in the middle. Stretching his thin legs, he slowly climbed down on the yarn of web. Just like a pendulum that went right from left in a ticking clock, Rick moved from right to left and repaired the broken yarn. After fifteen minutes of hard work, Rick completed the web and started to wait for insects to fly into the web.

Rick does not look scary and he has never attempted to bite anyone. Yet, whenever kids find him on the rose plant, they screamed and ran all the way to their homes. One day Rick saw Rita, a little girl, watching his web carefully. Rita was looking at the dew drops on the web. The dew drops acted like a prism and reflected the sun light, which created an array of rainbow colors. Rita moved near the web to have a closer look. Rick moved slowly from his hiding place and peeped out to look Rita closely. Looking at the peeping eyes of Rick, Rita screamed loudly and started to run.

“Hello, don’t run. I will not bite you.” Rick shouted to Rita. Rick started to feel sad. Why do these kids run from me? Why are they afraid of me? Rick has seen kids playing with butterflies, grasshoppers, and dragonflies. Kids always tried to catch those insects only. They never had a thought to catch a spider like him and be their play mate. Rick could not answer this question, and so felt sad.

One day, Rick heard kids talking about Halloween and plans for celebrating it with much fun. The kids often mentioned spiders and Rick became curious to know about the connection between Halloween and the spiders. When he heard that spiders take a special place during Halloween to scare people, Rick’s heart broke. Why? Why? Why? Rick tossed on his web restlessly. Yet, he could not find an answer.

One morning Rick found Rita trying to do something like his web on her toy house. After so many efforts, she could not succeed. Something or other went wrong. Disappointed she left the toy house near the bush and went inside the home. Rick wanted to help Rita. He climbed down the web, and started to weave the web where Rita wanted in her toy house. Rick started the web from the corner of the side window door and connected it to the small paper plant. Rick spent at least twenty minutes to weave the web. The dark night set in and it sprinkled dew drops on the web.

In the morning sun light, the dew drops reflected rain bow colors and made Rita shout with happiness. “Mom, look at the beautiful web on my toy house. I will only get the first prize.”

Rick rolled his eyes and looked at Rita. ‘Maaaaaaa.’ With a scream, Rita ran into her house.