Spider Scare Narrative

Spider Scare
It was a cool late summer morning, everything was quite except for my dad’s chainsaw slicing through a downed tree. My father and I usually cut a load of wood each weekend to be prepared for the winter. We went over to my grandmother’s house in Crockett, VA, which we have for the past three weekends. With experiencing this, I have learned that life is valuable and it can be taken away in a heartbeat. The night before I had went to one of my high school’s football games with my friend David, and we had a blast. It was an evening of Friday night lights, laughs with friends, and cheerful fans. As we left the game, George Wythe won by a landslide, you could see the happiness of victory on the player’s faces. David and I were …show more content…
I could hear the beat of my own heart muffled by the sound of the trucks engine running. My whole hand was starting to tingle, this sensation was slowly creeping up my arm. As we got to the emergency room door, my dad had to help me inside. The hospital had the smell of sterile cleaner, and you could feel the people’s eyes bearing down on you. As my dad told the person at the front desk what had happened, they rushed me back to a room. The nurse hooked me up to all sorts of different machines and was talking to me then all of a sudden my blood pressure rose. I started to see black spots in my vision then I fell backward and passed out. When I woke up, I could hear the doctor saying, “We have to give him the anti-venom before his arm and hand tissue starts to deteriorate.” I was barely awake but when I looked down at my arm, it was three times larger than normal. As I felt the slight pinch of a needle in my shoulder, I immediately felt a sense of relief. When I was laying there a nurse brought me a cup of orange juice to drink and I could taste the sugar on my tongue. I looked down at my arm and it was back down to its normal size, and I could finally breathe