Nekimi
The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout.
Down came the rain, and washed the spider out.
Down came the rain, and washed the spider out.
Poor little Essy. She was supposed to be the perfect little child. So sweet and elegant, so angelic and well mannered. That's what her parents had wished for. They protected her from the outside world, allowing nothing but the mansion maids and butlers into her room. They dressed her as if she was a little porcelain doll, giving her the cutest heels and dresses money could buy. No real friends, no visitors, just those who would come in and wipe away the occasional piece of dust. She was a lonely child but never spoke out. Her parents would not find that proper to complain after all they had given her. So she sat her in room, looking out the bright but prison like window with a blank stare. Nothing made a sound besides the ticking of the wooden clock that sat in the corner of her room.
That is, until a mysterious voice called out to her.
“Well now, what a sweet little child you are...” The voice said.
Essy's eyes widened as her eyes searched around for whoever spoke. No one was there. Maybe she had just imagined it. “Hello...?” She asked, but got no response. She had been about to return to her gazing when the voice returned.
“Oh my oh me, you can hear me.”
Now Essy was scared. No butler or maid was in the room. Something in the corner of her eye caught her attention. A little spider which had all eight eyes locked on her little form. “Do not be afraid child. I am nothing more than a tiny spider.” The arachnid said.
“But how can I hear you?”
It was almost as if she could see a smile in its eyes. “All spiders can talk, we are just picky of who we choose to speak to. Humans love to squash us, but you seem different.”
Essy felt a little uncomfortable. Bugs were not something she was to fond of. The spider lowered on its thread to be more at an eye level with her. “You're wanting a friend, are you not?”
“Y-yes...”
“Then let us be friends. We can even play a game.”
That caught little Essy's attention. “A game? What kind of game”
“Yes, a game. One we can play with all of the others in this house as well. We'll let you paint, and I'll get to get a little meal in.”
Ignoring the whole second part, the young girl seemed fascinated by the idea of painting. “I want to paint!”
If the spider had a mouth, it would have smirked with an evil grin.
~◘~
The whole house sat quiet as the young girl sat in her room, smearing her new red 'paint' across the wall. The little game the spider had suggested had been a little weird, but now she had all the paint she could ever ask for. It even seemed that her new friend could drink it and get bigger!
Essy's fingers traced the finishing touches of her painted with her now crimson fingers, as the spider grew bigger and bigger with every sip.
“Very good child. I believe you have won the game.” The spider announced, making the young girl very happy.
Smiling at her picture, Essy turned to look at the spider that had once been the size of her finger, and was now the size of her whole body. “Can we play another game? And I think I may need a new toy. It's covered in paint...” She said as she held up the blood covered knife.
“Sure, but I think we may need more playmates.”
Essy jumped up with glee before her shoes cracked the skulls below. That was all that remained of the poor victims of their little game, and the new paint for cute little Essy.
It seemed that the 'Itsy Bitsy Spider' wouldn't remain small forever....
That is, until a mysterious voice called out to her.
“Well now, what a sweet little child you are...” The voice said.
Essy's eyes widened as her eyes searched around for whoever spoke. No one was there. Maybe she had just imagined it. “Hello...?” She asked, but got no response. She had been about to return to her gazing when the voice returned.
“Oh my oh me, you can hear me.”
Now Essy was scared. No butler or maid was in the room. Something in the corner of her eye caught her attention. A little spider which had all eight eyes locked on her little form. “Do not be afraid child. I am nothing more than a tiny spider.” The arachnid said.
“But how can I hear you?”
It was almost as if she could see a smile in its eyes. “All spiders can talk, we are just picky of who we choose to speak to. Humans love to squash us, but you seem different.”
Essy felt a little uncomfortable. Bugs were not something she was to fond of. The spider lowered on its thread to be more at an eye level with her. “You're wanting a friend, are you not?”
“Y-yes...”
“Then let us be friends. We can even play a game.”
That caught little Essy's attention. “A game? What kind of game”
“Yes, a game. One we can play with all of the others in this house as well. We'll let you paint, and I'll get to get a little meal in.”
Ignoring the whole second part, the young girl seemed fascinated by the idea of painting. “I want to paint!”
If the spider had a mouth, it would have smirked with an evil grin.
~◘~
The whole house sat quiet as the young girl sat in her room, smearing her new red 'paint' across the wall. The little game the spider had suggested had been a little weird, but now she had all the paint she could ever ask for. It even seemed that her new friend could drink it and get bigger!
Essy's fingers traced the finishing touches of her painted with her now crimson fingers, as the spider grew bigger and bigger with every sip.
“Very good child. I believe you have won the game.” The spider announced, making the young girl very happy.
Smiling at her picture, Essy turned to look at the spider that had once been the size of her finger, and was now the size of her whole body. “Can we play another game? And I think I may need a new toy. It's covered in paint...” She said as she held up the blood covered knife.
“Sure, but I think we may need more playmates.”
Essy jumped up with glee before her shoes cracked the skulls below. That was all that remained of the poor victims of their little game, and the new paint for cute little Essy.
It seemed that the 'Itsy Bitsy Spider' wouldn't remain small forever....
Up came the sun, and dried up all the rain,
and the itsy bitsy spider went up the spout again.
