In indonesia they had some rather large spiders (about the size of an average female hand, sometimes bigger) that lived in the trees.
My room had no glass or screen, only wood shutters that I kept open because of the heat and lack of ac.
You can probably guess where this is going.
One night I heard a scratching noise on my curtains. Thinking it was a kind of beetle that commonly wandered into our house at night and would attach to fabrics and make a racket, I switched on my bedside lamp and turned over in my bed only to come face to face (im talking about an inch) from the biggest fucking spider I have ever seen. Just sitting there in my face like FUCK YOU I AM DEATH SUCK MY SPIDER DICK.
I jumped straight up and out of bed like a goddamn cartoon character and ran out of there to get the parents. We searched...and searched...and searched...and never fucking found the spider.
I got screens put on the very next day.
Same kind of spider, about a year later, taught my friend what terror truly is.
Our school was built as an outdoor school, with the hallways just being open aired walkways. We were going down one towards the soccer field when we saw some small brown object at the very end just sitting there like he owned the place.
As we got closer we realized it was a spider.
Holy shit why is he just sitting there? Is it dead?
The closer we got, the true horror of this creature became apparent. It was monstrous, as large as a small squirrel, all fangs and legs and hate. Clearly it was built to murder children and kittens and dreams.
And it was blocking the path to the picnic tables we normally ate at.
Lets just go around I mumbled in my sageness.
Fuck that, its just a spider, I'll scare it away. My fucking idiot friend proclaimed in his hubris.
He approached the spider, who was now gently lifting both front legs up ever so slightly, left then right...left then right...left then right....
BWAH! My brain damaged friend sputtered out in a war call shriek fit only for a small infant, while simultaneously stomping his right foot down in the world worst attempt to scare anything.
Satan Spider responded by raising himself up on his back legs and, I fucking shit you not swear on everything I am, HISSED at my friend.
My friend ran.
The spider gave chase.
My friend looked back to see Satan Spider chasing him.
My friend screamed the most terrified scream I have ever witnessed in my entire life. It was the most pure example of fear and terror I will ever hear.
He managed to reach a classroom and fling himself into it, slamming the door shut behind him.
For a moment the spider stared through the door, and I genuinely, honestly, 100% believed he was going to break through the fucking door and devour my friend alive.
I blinked.
Satan Spider was gone.
We never talked about it with each other again.
People I tell don't believe me. But I don't care...I know what I saw. I know I witnessed the prince of spider demons in action. I know he was sent there to kill my friend. I know these things. And no amount of incredulous looks can convince me other wise.
No seriously that fucking spider hissed and chased him. It was incredible.