Dear Mr. Spider,

I want to apologize for screaming at you in my bathroom. You see, you startled me when you scurried across the mirror while I was an inch from the glass removing my contacts.
I apologize if I seemed a bit scary screaming and flailing about with my one contact-less eye closed. You see, if you had just stayed put on the top or side of the mirror (or wherever you were hiding prior) until I had also removed my left contact, well, I'm really quite blind and would not have noticed you.
But, alas, I did. And I apologize for squishing you with toilet paper and flushing you immediately down the toilet. I plead temporary insanity brought on by fear and my half-blindness that made you look really creepy and scary. I'm sure you understand.

Sincerely,
Bellacantare