Day 13 - The Spider Dream

I had a weird dream a few days ago and now I feel like writing it here, it goes something like this...

I was in my house, which for some reason was in a Harry Potter theme, old pots, antique furniture 'n' all. Anyway, I was walking by a small cabinet, and I had a feeling I'd find a magic spider behind it, and to my surprise I did. It was a big black magic spider. This particular magic spider had a rare phenomenon of weaving a golden orb on it's belly while carrying 4 little spiders on it's back, every million years. I really had no idea how I knew of this legend and why it's happening right now, in my house, but i was psyched! A friend was there, but he just stood there, doing nothing. I didn't tell anyone about the spider. Also, there were a few of my girl friends there. One of which was idiotic enough, to run by me, and to avoid smacking into me, she jumped to the side, pushing the cabinet which I was standing by. My initial thoughts were "Oh god, please, just please let the spider be okay." and of course, the spider was crushed. I was so angry and sad at the same time. Angry at my friend and sad because of the spider. After seeing the spider, I sat down on the doorstep, put my right hand on my face, my left hand was extended on my knee. And she walked by me, and put the spider in my hand. The spider was still alive, but barely, it was just twitching and green blood was dripping from it. I was just petting it with my thumb... The spider was really hairy and had spikes on it, they were soft but still sharp. Also, the golden orb was dispelled and the four little spiders died too...