GHOST STORY TIME? when i was younger, maybe 11 or 12, my family had three dogs. two of them were fairly small, but one (hershey) was a really large dog. my sister and i would usually walk them all when we got home from school so they could run around in the park near our house. but one day, it was super snowy and cold (probably two feet of snow in all, it was crazy) so we didn’t want to take the dogs out. since we had some free time, my sister and i went up to our room to do whatever (1/?)
(2/?) when my parents got home, they yelled up to us to ask if the dogs were in our room, but they weren’t. we all kind of panicked because it was super shitty outside and the dogs could’ve been in danger alone. but when i went downstairs to check the living room, the dog door on the back door was COMPLETELY GONE. the dog door had a lock because it was fairly big (we were scared of someone sneaking in) and there’s no way that even hershey could’ve taken the whole thing out. there wasn’t
(3/?) a hole that made it look like it had come out of the door, just the flappy part that the dogs could go through was HALFWAY ACROSS THE YARD. we’d had that dog door for several windy winters and that had never happened, not once. when my parents rushed outside to get the dogs, they were super spooked. they’d been out in bad weather before, and had never acted like this because of anything. the worst part was that there weren’t any footprints except for the dog’s, and hershey wouldn’t
(4/4) stop barking all night and into the day. he almost never barked, so that was really unsettling. i don’t know, we were really spooked.
that dog door should not have done that and I am........... Afraid. and there’s so much to think about how it could have happened. AND THERE WAS A LOCK................................................................ WHOMST.
