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Anonymous File :-(, x)
I had three tarantulas when I was a kid, as well as more conventional pets. One was a Mexican Red Knee, a real beauty, we would take him out and handle him, too. The others were both Chilean Rose Hairs, which weren't as nice and liked to bite.
In the fifth grade I told my class about the giant hairy pet spiders I had at home, and the stupid girls in my class began to think of me as a freak, a label which was hard to break and cruel. Because, in reality, I was just an innocent little girl who didn't realize that loving all creatures, everything from giant spiders, centipedes, and snakes, as well as kittens and puppies, was not a social norm.
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