IULIA 10-th D

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The Spider Neighbor

I live in flat number 5. I’ve noticed recently that someone is getting in and out from flat number 6. No one has lived there since I moved in here. One day I asked the other neighbor: ‘Have you heard someone at number 6?’ and he answered:  ‘Yes, I did, the manager said that it’s a new neighbor living there, but I’ve never seen him.’

I thought I should meet him so I made a pie and knocked at his door. In my face appeared a huge spider with eight big eyes and said with a British accent: ‘Hello, my dear! What wind brings you here?’ I froze there and I couldn’t move or say anything. ’Oh my God! He’s a spider! And he’s wearing a tux!’ whispered I, and then I said out loud, shaking: ‘Hi, I’m your neighbor. I live next door and I brought you a pie.’ ‘Oh! A pie! How nice of you! I love pies. Come in please! I can’t wait to show you my impressive tux collection!’

His living room was filled with tuxes, ties were laying everywhere, bows on the table. He has cut the pie and offered me a slice, took a slice for himself and brought two glasses with lemonade. I ate it fast and I tried to leave, but he stopped me: ‘Don’t leave so soon. Let’s talk a little bit more!’ So I had to stay. He seemed pretty nice and friendly for a spider.

After a while, he said: ‘Do you know what… I like pies, but I’m pretty sure I like the taste of the girls who bring them more!’And then he ate me. Now I’m talking from inside his belly, so trust me and be careful! Don’t get to close to spiders and never trust neighbors. I’m definitely never going to talk with neighbors from now on (if I’m ever going to have neighbors again).

Pie

Pie (Photo credit: ~David)

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