I Am Scared of Spiders

I once stayed at my aunt and uncles house and visited. My uncle is a bit of a jack of all trades as well as a pack rat. In fact to get through the house you had to walk narrow paths from room to room. I wasn't trash all over the place, but car parts, and other machinery. I once had to venture down in the ba<x>sement to help him unload a refrigerator that he built himself. I couldn't help him much while i was too busy watching all the spiders dangling from the ceiling while slowly backing out of the ba<x>sement. I decided to be the outside while he handed the food from the ba<x>se window. It seemed everywhere in that house there was a spider lurking and I was glad to leave that place when it came time. I will not be going back to that place of my own will again.