ID | #1505465573 |
Added | Fri, 15/09/2017 |
Author | July N. |
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Shortly before my mom died, I was history. My daughter was in first grade and a bright, Sunny day I came to school together with a friend. From the doorway they asked permission to take my ball and play a bit on the street. I was allowed and ordered not to leave the yard, so I could see the girls in the window. They said they will play on the bench at the entrance. Literally a minute phone call. Open the girls are.
Ask: what happened?
The daughter speaks: - We can't get out of the house, there is a black dog would not let us. We are afraid of!
- What kind of dog? Since when are you afraid of dogs? How is it not released? Can't be!
The daughter said that when they opened the door, right in front of the porch stood a large black dog, looked at them and growled. They tried to drive away but the dog never moved. They got scared and ran away.
I said, - Okay, let's go look at your dog.
Although she thought she probably ran away a long time. Took a piece of bread and together the girls went into the street. Open the door, and walk out right in front of me is a large black dog and looks me in the eye. My spine crawled down my spine. I spoke with a dog, they say that you come here, scare children, come and eat and go out. Threw her the bread. But the dog never moved and looked me in the eye.
Then she screamed like I was trying to explain something. It was creepy. I broke down, closed the door and told the girls that they were going to play home. We went up to the apartment, I was minding my own business and soon forgot to think about that dog.
After some time it took me to the store. I went outside, and what was my surprise when, on opening the door, I saw the same black dog sitting in front of the porch. I slowly walked past her, she held me a look. When I returned from the store, the dog was gone.
And in the evening I called my aunt and said that mom died in her sleep. It turns out that the dog was a kind of warning? Perhaps a higher power is trying to prepare me unfortunately.
Svetlana SMIRNOVA, Ramenskoye, Moscow region.
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