~Glisten~ Great, how am I gonna get out of this mess? I 'm going to jail for this! All these horrifying things were running through my head. I kept poking my head up to see if anybody was there, but no one was ever there and I 'm afraid if I get up someone will see me. I was about to get up when I heard a random growl right next to me. "Please don 't tell what I think it is?" I nervously gulp in a lump in my throat and turned around to be face to face to an protective dog. All of a sudden it started to bark very loudly, I was trying to shush the dog so I wouldn 't get caught. "God, please be quite." I shush the dog more but it kept on barking. "MISSY BE QUITE!" I heard the same voice hissed at the dog. The dog became quite, I put my hand on chest trying to get my heart rate back to a normal pace. I was about to get up when the dog started to bark again. "What the-" I got interrupted by loud high pitch voice again. "MISSY WHAT IS ALL THAT NOISE!" All of the sudden I heard footsteps coming in the living room. "Missy come hear." I heard the owner calm for the dog but the dog ignored the owner call and kept on barking. The owner sighed out in frustration and walk towards the couch to go get the dog. "Oh shi-I 'm creamed!" I started to panic in my head "Missy what in the-" The owner turns over towards me, but luckily she didn 't see me or I thinking she didn 't see me. "Come on Missy I need to make a phone call." The owner gently pulled the dog over in the kitchen
the screeching call again, and I scrambled back, trying to escape, snot and tears mixing on my face, my
I screamed and stood up. I backed into the corner. He walked closer while saying in a very distorted and scary voice
I was about to turn around to face the familiarity of the voice when I hear a deafening explosion to my right. I did what anyone would under the circumstances. I cowered beneath my arms, ready to anticipate the blazing heat of the flames.
He was inching towards us slowly. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for the old dog, he probably didn’t want to be like this, crazy. What if he didn’t want to hurt anyone? Maybe he was just looking for somewhere to die.
I called her name several times before I heard the loud clonking of an animals hoof, a horse, perhaps. I squinted at the path
“Are you going to tell me or what” This time it demanded so loudly that my whole body
All i could hear was the faint yelp of a gravely injured man. As i looked around, i found the source of the adamant yelling.
On my way back up the hill to camp, I heard this noise, It was loud, and weird. So I ran up the
“Surprised to see me?” No answer from the couple. I snatched the leash from Rogers hand and hit him across the face. Annita screamed and her dalmatian growled.
It's head snapped up to another howl through the forest, it's eyes twitching as it took in the echoing sound. My hyperventilating breathing was the only sound I could hear, along with my thumping heart. As it concentrated on the continuous howling, I glanced to the left to see a sharp branch on the ground.
“What the f-” I started to snap, blinking when I saw nobody there. I looked around, visibly confused before a small voice
The latest episode occurred on a Monday morning 10 days prior. I was working at my kitchen table, which sits above the road before my home. It was soon after 9 a.m., when one of my enthusiastic eared canines began to discreetly snarl at something outside.
As I stared down at the boomstick bolt, a voice from the other side of the room suddenly startled
“Will someone please control this animal?” asked Percival, wrestling the sheet away from the puppy to keep himself covered. “I need to dress.”
“ Um I don't know it sounded like it came from upstairs.” At this moment i'm freaking out, what if someone's in my house.