You were up in the loft looking for some books to read as you have read all of yours. You move box after box and rumage through them but you find nothing. Minutes pass, you move more boxes and a massive spider jumps out at you. You scream out of fear.

John hears your scream and he rushes upstairs into the loft, thinking you found something you weren't meant to see at all. John runs into the room and stumbles over the boxes that are all over the small room to see you rushing over to him whilst crying and pointing to the spider in the corner.

A chuckle escapes John as he pats your head as you cling to his leg.

"That's tiny. You really cryin' over a tiny spider?" He asks in a teasing manner as he walks over to the spider. You follow behind him and watch him pick the spider up and wave it around in your direction.