long long ago in scotland

on our third last night, Chloe and I slept in the same bed ( our room set ups allowed two girls to share a bed and one to have a small bed) and since Chloe and I are bff's we had no problem sharing.
So the lights are off, but I need to get up to grab something from the other side of the room, I do so and almost complete my errand (with the lights off) when Chloe says “hang on a minute, there’s something on the roof! Turn on the light." I turn the light on and look above the bed, there on the ceiling is the perfect specimen of a Scotland house spider. See picture bellow.
Anyway we both sprang as far away from it as we could get, Chloe literally jumped five feet! And silently screamed (not wanting to wake the whole house over a silly spider) ha ha silly spider indeed, silly or not we hated it, and neither of us wanted to get close enough to kill it.
After watching the spider ,from the other side of the room, crawl on the ceiling above the bed for about 5 minuets, Chloe a little braver than I decided she would have to kill it.
She grabbed the largest wad of toilet paper I had ever seen (other than rapped around the roll) and stood at the edge of the bed, she lifted her arm above her head...And arm completely stretched out she was still three feet from the ceiling.

Ceilings in Scotland, at least the ones I have seen, are around ten- twelve feet height instead of the average 8-9 feet her in Canada. And so although Chloe is shorter than the average female, it was not necessarily her fault she couldn't reach the ceiling, and I had to tell myself that over and over.
I decided, since I wasn't getting any closer (yes I know I'm a coward), that Chloe needed something to make her taller, and the desk chair would do perfectly! I grabbed the chair and grudgingly stepped closer to the bed and steadied the chair.

Have you ever stood on a chair on a bed? I hope not, 'cause when you fall it really hurts. But Chloe did not stand on the chair, she chickened out, can you blame her? The spider began to run across the ceiling in fast little circles. I thought "we need raid!" and so I grabbed the closest thing, Stephanie's "Extra volume all day hold hairspray" jumped on the bed, and leveled the nozzle at the hideous spider, took a deep breath and sprayed away. It took only a split second fro the spider to let go of the ceiling and fall on the bed...by me feet. Once again I sprang back like a kangaroo. The spider began moving about on the bed, and out of fear I did the only thing I could. I sprayed that spider for a good 2 minutes. he was now embalmed in hairspray his legs still sticking out, he had Ceased to move about three seconds after I started and Chloe had to pull the can out of my hand to stop me. When we eventually worked up the nerve to move the petrified spider, there on the sheets was the outline of the now deceased arachnid.