Once upon a time there lived a boy named James. He was going down stairs for a glass of milk. It was the middle of the night it was to dark he couldn’t see. Suddenly he heard a noise from the frige it was… a big tarantula the size of a black,dirty,messy wheel. The tarantula jumped out of the frige and bit James leg, the were baby’s of tranantulas. He grabbed the milk very quickly pored it in the jug as he started they jumped on his back. James quikly got the knife and stabbed them they were gone forever so happy.