The other day I had gone to the store to pick up a prescription for my grandmother. I was lucky that it wasn’t rush hour just yet, because what happened next had taken my mind off of driving and sent my heart and anxiety racing.

I was halfway across the bridge that goes over the overpass when I felt a slight tickle on my arm. I didn’t really pay any mind to it, thinking it was just a hair. The tickling started to go up my arm, causing me to look. A spider was making its way up my arm. I swatted at it, though missing it, causing it to fall to the floor. I quickly looked in the floor for it, all the while driving down the road. There was no evidence of the spider anywhere.

I continued to drive back to my house, but with the funniest feeling that something was crawling on me…it was my mind playing tricks. As soon as I pulled into my driveway and put my car in park I searched the car over, not finding that little eight legged creature anywhere. Where did it go? I’m sure I scared it as much as it scared me, so it must be hiding waiting until it was safe for it to come out.

Several days later, I still have not found it, nor has any other spider come out to pester me.