A few nights ago I was chatting away with my friends on myspace. I was the only one awake, and was already a little shaken up by the creaks that the house made. I silently sat back to take a breath, when I heard the panting of a dog. Freaked out, I turned around quickly to look and see if one of my dogs had wondered into the room. Then there was a heavy, moist, breath on my foot, along with the panting noise of a dog. Scared nearly half to death, I ran downstairs, and crawled into my bed. Sure, my imagination pulls tricks on me but not that good of tricks. You may say whatever, and I'm just a young kid. But I know what I heard and what I felt. Since then, my mom had told me she has heard the scratching of a dog on a door, when all of our dogs were outside.
Many other things have happened here in our old house, and I am glad that we are moving out of it. I mean, come on, my sister seeing an old lady, a man and a little girl. Plus two dogs. That's just plain crazy for us to stay living here. Therefore... We are moving and that's final!
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