After recieving all those letters, i realised i never wrote my own one that inspired it!
so,
Dear giant house spider,
I grew up terrified of you, your size and high speed was enough for me to make a quick judgement as a child. When i moved to the countryside, you were everywhere in my home. I remember multiple times I woke during the nights with the urge to turn on my light, only to find you on my pillow or climbing the wall centimeters from my face.
There was one day i was watching over my brother and he began screeming, when i entered the room you were there, standing in the middle of the room. You seem more confused than anything, maybe even curious, but in my panic i grabbed a broom and smacked you.
You survived, jumping into the air slightly in fear you turned and began to run. I hit you again. You survived again but this time you ran only a few more inches before curling up in fear, tucking your tiny face under your long paws.
I felt so much guilt and sympathy in that moment, i realised you were scared and i was terrorizing you for simply being in the wrong place at the wrong time. I gently scooped you up with an evelope and took you outside, you seemed so relieved running into the bush i placed you under. I'm so sorry for my actions towards you, and all spiders before.
From then on, i made effort to learn as much about spiders as possible, especially ones native to the area. It's been almost 10 years and i havent killed a single spider since. One of my greatest comfort items now, is a plush toy of a spider.