I've never blogged before but I think I'll post my stories here. Ok, let's begin.

This story is fan fic for Doctor Who.

Ryan Tyson walked into a British Antique shop. He marveled at the beautiful antiques, which were older than New York City where he was, even older than America itself.
“Hello, may I help you?” said the shopkeeper as he came to the checkout counter.
“No, I’m just looking,” responded Ryan staring at an old chess table.
“Very well. If you want something just ring the bell on the counter.”
“I’ll do that, sir,” said Ryan.
He walked over to a table where a strange object rested. It was like a strange metal egg with several buttons on it, and a light on top. He picked it up, careful not to touch the buttons. He closely examined it. Suddenly the light on top started blinking. He set it down on the table as fast as he could. As he did so, he felt a strange tingling on his arm. He looked down at it to find that his watch had turned into a strange mechanical spider, and it was crawling up his arm. He banged on the bell and shouted, “Help! Ahh! Get it off!”
“What, in heaven’s name did you do?” asked the shopkeeper as he walked in.
“I didn’t do anything!” shouted Ryan, “Help me!”
Suddenly the spider grew three times its size, and started hovering through the air. Then, Ryan ran, he ran for his life.