Why Are They Barking?

From: Ray Allens (nyxpacman@aol.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: my backyard
Source: Form Submission

This happened at exactly on January 12, 2001. It was about seven at night. I finally had the courage to tell someone this story. I went outside to practice a little basketball because i was getting bad at it. I was all sweaty and I decided to go to the swings and cool off. All of a sudden I remembered about the two dogs that I had when i was younger. Then i heard the a police car go by and the siren go off. Then i heard a dog howling. Then i saw an image go right by the fence. I decided to ignore it thinking it was just a little bit of dust or something. I went back to playing some more basketball. Then i saw from the far distance an image of my old dog, Charlie. I immediatly called to it thinking it was still alive. Then when i remembered it died i stopped in shock. I stared at it for a few seconds and then it came towards me. It kept on barking at me, as if it was telling me something. So i turned around and saw my really old dead dog, Charlie senior. Charlie senior had died about 9 years before Charlie died. I ran back in the house. My heart was beating a mile a minute. They stilled barked at me for some strange reason. Then I turned around and saw my step-mom. A few days has passed by and i was still thinking about. I wasn't really tinking about that I saw two dead dogs, but i was thinking about why they were barking at my stepmom. Then a day later my dog dided again! I finally put all the peices together and i knew that my step-mom was the one who killed my best friends. I keep on telling other people that she killed them, but noone will believe me. Hopefully whoever is reading this will believe me.