Oh Spider,

I’m sorry you had to die, because I would like to think you were a very nice spider. You probably had friends or family who miss you dearly now that you’re gone. Or maybe I’m just humanizing you and you really don’t have any family or friends the way people do, nobody misses you or wishes you were still here. Maybe you are a big hairy black scary thing that even other spiders want to smack with a newspaper, (do spiders have newspapers? Probably not… maybe like a heavy leaf or something).

Well whether your kind or mine actually liked you or not, we may never know but hopefully before I crushed you in a door, stepped on you or let my dog eat you, you fulfilled some dream that you had or did something fun other than run rampant around outside and causing little children to be scared of you forever. I hope that at some point our two species can live in peace with each other but if not, maybe you guys could stop being so scary?

We humans should maybe try to stop killing you but then you might overtake the world and that just can’t happen, unless maybe having spiders rule the world would solve a lot of our world’s problems, because spiders probably don’t have politics, they don’t drive cars, and they don’t cut down rainforests just because they can. Maybe you spiders have a point...Maybe we need to have a meeting between the leaders of the spiders and the leaders of the human world to make peace and figure out how spiders and humans can stop killing each other and make the world a better place. Maybe you spider needed to die for me, a human, to have this major realization about our two species. I think we’re onto something. To the rest of your fellow spiders, I’m sorry for your loss and hopefully we can make peace.

Sincerely,

The human race