After one week of beach holiday, I went to the countryside to my grandma. Actually, everything was planned differently. My son and I wanted to spend the rest of the summer holidays here with Sonja and her kids. But unfortunately, Sonja's two little boys got sick. That's why I was now alone and my little one spent two more weeks at the beach with my Mom & Dad.
When I arrived, my Grandma seemed kind of stressed.
She told me that she had to leave. Her brother got sick. His wife had died, which is why he was alone and needed my grandma's help. My grandma didn't know what do now?? She knew how anxious I was and that I would feel uncomfortable here in the house at night all by myself.... Anyway, I didn't want to cry or panic like a baby, so I told her I'd be fine.
Besides, I wasn't really alone. My grandma got a dog. His name's Rocky. The dog belonged to a neighbor who died. No one wanted to take care of their dog. There were difficulties with him at the animal shelter. But my Grandma wanted to save him, so she adopted Rocky. His previous owner treated him like a watch dog and he was never allowed to enter the house. We had to be very patient and careful with him. But meanwhile, he learned to trust my grandma. Before she left, she introduced me to him and showed me how to take care of Rocky. All I had to do was fill his food bowl and make sure he had water. I was so excited. I wanted to do everything I could to make Rocky trust me too.
Ngl, the first time I saw him staring and barking at me, I chickened out! Rocky's a big dog, his fur pitch black and his eyes kind of yellow-orange, like a demon, you know? π¬ So now I could understand why no one at the shelter could handle him.
Later that evening, my grandma said goodbye to me. I could see how worried she was. But I assured her everything would be fine.
An hour after she left, it slowly became dark. I was in the bathroom. Everything was fine until I suddenly heard strange noises coming from Sonja's room. I felt like I heard footsteps. I realized this used to be my late uncle's room. While I was getting dressed, I panicked.
I just headed down the stairs and left the house! I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. I repeated this a few times until I felt better. I told myself I'm safe here, my uncle would never want to scare me. And IF, his spirit is really here, he certainly has no evil intentions.
Outside I saw Rocky. I ran to him and tried to lure him into the house. "We can be friends, I don't mean any harm", I said to a dog. π
As if he could understand me.
Well, I don't think he wanted to follow me in. On the contrary, he barked at me until I was back in my grandma's house. π
Anyway, I hid back in my room and tried to fall asleep. I was thinking about my baby. I wondered what he was doing right now? I missed my son sm. Maybe this wasn't a good idea to come here alone?
