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The dream Ch.1
Horror
 Created on 4-11-07
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You ever heard that "eyes are window to the soul?" Well i'm here to tell you why, You say they are.
It was five years ago to this day. A cold house from the dog door down stairs blowing in the wind. Two layed in bed a man, Tall in size never thought crying was for real men.A women, short with goddess like green eyes,Grew up playing with dolls. They layd in bed asleep on this cold wind sweept night. At the foot of there queen sized bed the dog the owner of that doggy door.Named "Rose-Bud" black dog with white tail. Somthing seemed wrong. No birds,No sound (but the wind pounding at the front door),The street lights seemed to flicker off and on for hours.That night a loud "THUMP",The dog going crazy barking at the sound from the door of the room.That man stood up in daze tierd(rubes his eyes with closed fist).Saying"what is it boy?" Stepping out of the room as dog ran down the white stair case, The man (we will call"X") slowly took his tme thinking only a tree.Dog gose silent, X became worried calling"BUD?" grabbed a dish form the dinning room table;Walking with caution slowly he reached the door.And started to notice his dog wasn't there.The dog door he thought,He thought shakeing it off setting down the dish......to be......(you must wait)
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