Growing up and practical jokes

Growing up:
My family members will get a hoot out of this story.
Last night I ate an ENTIRE bowl of Taco soup. Evey thing!
The end

Practical Jokes:
So, this is how it all started. I was sitting in my bed, typing on my computer when I noticed a moth on my window shades. It was facing me and acting like it was trying to come towards me. I tend to make a big deal out of nothing(espetially with bugs) and started freaking myself out because it was trying to come for me. Next thing I know it's flying at my face.
I scream bloody murder, because moths are grosse and that one wanted to eat me, and shouted "MOTH".
Callie and Kayla in the other room heard me and come in, laughing, to rescue me from the moth. Mean old Callie grabs it and start putting it in my face, so, I run down stairs and out the front door locking myself outside in the rain. Smart.
Too scared to go back inside I wait. Finally Kayla opens the door. No sign of Callie, so I go in complaining about bugs. Next thing I know, I hear the door slam behind me and when I turn around Callie rushes towards me flinging her hands at my face (she was behind the door, if you didn't get that). I scream and jump onto the couch, pulling my hood over my face. She laughs saying, "Joe'E, I don't have it. Haha."
Later that day, I've completely forgotten about the incident. I'm doing my homework on the kitchen table when I decide to go up to my room, for what ever reason. As I'm about to jump on my bed I spot it.

Big nasty spider, sitting in my bed, LOOKING at me! Of course, I'm practically in mid-air, ready to land on my bed when I jump back, and, scream bloody murder.
I run out into the hall, laughing, totally freaked out, yelling Callies name, laughing too hard to be mad at their practical joke.
Now where ever I go that spider's there. After we came back from the play, I told the girls I woudln't fall for the trick again. As I walk out of my room, I happen to glance down and THERE HE IS! Sitting on the floor.

I didn't scream. Really. I just kind jump and giggle as I hurryed down the stairs.
And guess, what? This morning, he was sitting on the kitchen table!!
Stupid spider! He get's me every time. Don't worry. I'll get him back. HEHEHE