Dog

I had a dream kinda like this once, some I'm writing it down for fun. It's kinda scary. =) hope you like

    When fifteen year old Lucy first left her Diary on the nightstand next to her bed in their new house. It was empty.   When she came back after a days work.  The pages were  written in.  Lucy though it was just her little brother's mistake and threw it away.  When she got into bed later that night, the Diary was back  on the nightstand.       Lucy picked it up and Read the first line.

    Please read this.  I don't think you should live here.

   Lucy knitted her eyebrows together. And began to read.

   My name is Alice Varden. I'm ten.  I lived in this house too.  It was fine and beautiful until the third day. When A sad and lonely dog came onto our lawn. I tried to feed it because it was a thin dog. But When I tried. It bit me.  I got very sick. And died six days later.

   My name is Ben Cemons. I'm eleven. I lived in this house too. It was fine and beautiful until the third day. When a sad and lonely dog came onto our lawn. I tried to shoo it away because it was a dirty dog. But when I tried. It bit me. I got very sick. And died five days later.

     My name is Jason Vincent. I'm twelve. I lived in this house too. It was fine and beautiful until the third day. When a sad and lonely dog came onto our lawn. I tried to pet it. Because it was such a sad dog. But when I tried. It bit me. I got very sick. And died four days later.

    My name is Candace seen. I'm Thirteen. I lived in this house too. It was fine and beautiful until the third day. When a sad and lonely dog came onto our lawn. I tried to run away. Because it was such a scary dog. But when I tried, it bit me. I got very sick. And died three days later.

   My name is Cole Ramange. I'm fourteen. I lived in this house too. It was fine and beautiful until the third day. When a sad and lonely dog came onto our lawn. I tried to hurt it. Because it was such an annoying dog. But when I tried. It bit me. I got very sick. And Died two days later.

  Lucy, was feeling very frightened, That was where it left off. She was next. Lucy threw the notebook across the room and curled up in her blankets. Next to her, something began to scratch and whimper at the window. She closed her eyes. It was all made up.  Here brothers were just trying to scare her. It was all made up.

    The next day, Lucy's mom came to wake her daughter up.  Lucy was dead on the floor. The window had been shattered, and a notebook next to her blood covered arm.  It read;

    My name is Lucy Penzvir. I am fifteen years old. I lived in this house. It was fine and beautiful until the third day. When a sad and lonely dog came onto our lawn. I tried to hide from it. Because it was such an evil dog. But it bit me. I got very sick, And died one day later.

    The mother rounded up her kids and they left the house. As for the dog. It was never heard of again.

 

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