I screamed.
I mean, I really SCREAMED.
I grabbed a towel when I was finished bathing, and a huge black spider suddenly appeared on my arm.
But why do we scream?


(Believe me, this spider wasn't frightened at all.)
I must admit that I have screamed right at the moment of... well, let's pass that one by.
But it's like when we automatically cover our ears when there is a huge BOOM.
We duck when someone begins shooting at us.
And when the movie music moves to a minor key, when the repeating bass note becomes louder and louder, when we hear something like this...


That is when we KNOW something is coming out of the dark and we ARE going to scream.
At least when you are a scaredy-cat like me.
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