The Dog

I was walking home from school. It was raining outside, it was usually for the city to have a rainstorm during the day, so I usually take the back alley home. It's a bit faster than going through the town. While I was walking, I heard a strange crunching noise. I went to check out what it was, and it was a dog playing with a bone.

"You here alone too buddy?" I asked, kneeling down to pet it. The rain started to soak my uniform and I knew I had to hurry home, so after a few scratches on the neck, I ran home.

The next day, I saw the dog again, and the day after that, and the day after that. I would stay with him-or her-for around 5 minutes everyday before heading home.

I was on my way to pet the dog, but today, I didn't see him. I went into the alley the dog was usually sitting in front of and I saw a huge pile of bones. They looked like human bones. I suddenly heard a growling noise behind me. I turned around and saw the dog. And suddenly I realized, I was next.