I always hated spiders until now.
I had always called the exterminator whenever I saw a spider, fifty times I called him in the whole of November!!! One day I saw a tiny white spider crawl out of a crevice. I pushed it aside with my foot but it still came to me. Somehow I understood what it wanted, it wanted love…I stoked it, and it came closer. It would always talk to me by creating a web and one day it said ‘Itzi’. It must be Itzi and that was what I called him from then on.
To know I used to hate them.