Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-4849011-20160201003616

I wrote this story because of a comment made on this thread- http://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/Thread:435603. I hope it's a good one.

Jared saw it happen again. Since it was a nice day, he and George were eating at one of the concrete tables outside the restaurant. They had just finished a bout of joking around and George had taken another bite of his sandwich. Then, as he was chewing, he had started staring at something in the distance. Jared knew what it had to be, but he looked over his shoulder anyway. Sure enough, in the distance was a stray dog sniffing around the trash cans of a nearby store in search of something to eat. For a couple years Jared had noticed that whenever his friend saw a stray dog, a solemn expression came to his face. It wasn’t that he was afraid of dogs. Any time they met someone with a pet dog George would call to it, let it sniff his fingers or legs, and even scratch behind its ears or rub its belly if it would let him. However, with stray dogs it was different. His whole demeanor changed, as though something deeply troubling had come to mind.

Jared had wondered about this many times, and finally his curiosity got the better of him. “Hey, man, what’s up? Every time you see a dog roaming around, you get this look on your face.”

George turned his attention to his friend, then stared down at his meal and began fiddling with the French fries. “What’s it matter?”

“I’m just curious, that’s all. Did something happen?”

George snorted, indicating that Jared had asked a devil of a question. “Yeah, something happened. You’re not gonna believe me, though.”

“Come on, tell me.”

George looked uneasy. “You’re not going to start making fun of me or anything?”

“No. I really want to know.”

George sighed. “Okay. I- This is a true story, okay?”

“Mm-hm.”

“A couple years ago I was up watching a Padres game. You know how the West Coast is a couple hours behind us.”

“Mm-hm.”

“Well, it was about one o’clock when it was over. It was a close one, and you know how hyped I get when games are tight. I was too wired to go to bed right away, so I thought I’d watch a little more TV, pace around, just something to unwind. I came across one of those syndicated game shows. It cut to commercial, so I started pacing around the room. When I got to the door I looked out the front window to see if anything was going on. I could see pretty clearly because the moon was big and bright.”

Jared chuckled. “So you saw something under the full moon, huh?”

George’s expression quickly became angry and hard. His sudden change in demeanor took the smile off Jared’s face. Just as Jared was realizing he should apologize, George exclaimed, “Man, screw you! I start telling you this story because you ask me to – you insist that I go ahead and tell you the story – and you start crackin’ wise! You’re an a-hole!”

“Look, man, I’m sorry, okay? Go on and tell me the rest.”

“Are you going to start again?”

“I’ll try not to. I didn’t mean anything. Go ahead.”

George sighed and gathered himself before continuing. “I looked out and soon I saw a dog start to cross the lawn. It looked like one of those strays that you see in the neighborhood sometimes. It was walking slowly, like it was looking for something, and then suddenly it… it stood up.”

“What, you mean like... like a person?”

“Exactly! It was standing on two legs just like a person. I was surprised, but then what happened next was really freaky. It looked right in my direction.” He pointed to his eyes with his fingers. “It had these dead eyes, and I swear it was staring right at me! I ain’t gonna lie to you, I was creeped out! All I could do was stare back at it. It seemed longer at the time, but was probably just a few seconds. Then the dog turned and started running away.”

“Was it still on two legs?”

“When it started, yeah. Then it dropped down on four again. Well, I figured something was wrong, like maybe it was rabid, so I called 911. After I told them what happened they said they’d send someone. The lady told me to stay on the line and to stay inside my house, like I was going to go after it.”

“Well, you know how some people are!”

“Yeah. They asked if I could still see the dog from inside the house, so I went to another window. I could see it walking down the street.”

“How many legs?”

“Four at first. Then it turned toward this house a couple houses down from mine, on the other side of the street. Next thing I knew, it stood up and ran on two legs toward the door. Then it started throwing itself onto the door and barking and snarling furiously. I’m not gonna lie- I was freaked out.

“I told the lady, ‘It’s throwing itself at someone’s door and going crazy! I think it’s trying to get at someone!’ Those dispatchers stay cool as ice, man. She relayed this to the police and talked with me while I waited for them to get there.

“The police came and the dog turned to look at them. Before they even got out of the car it started charging at them, still on two legs. One of them shot it and it fell.” He sighed sadly. “I told the dispatcher what happened and went out; I thought they might want to talk with me, and I wanted to check out the scene myself. I had one hand up in the air and the other holding the phone to my ear. I probably looked like a goof, but I was non-threatening. They saw me and I called, ‘I’m the guy who called!’ I stopped and let one of the officers meet me partway. I could see the dog dying from where I was. It let out a whine, and its eyes, as far as I could tell, didn’t look dead anymore. It had been so crazed and vicious, but now it looked like… ‘Why? What happened?’

“The other officer was with the dog, maybe to see if he needed to fire again to put it out of its misery. He looked down the street all of a sudden. I looked too and saw something go into the brush at the end of the street.”

“‘Something’?”

“Yeah. It looked hairy like an animal, but I didn’t see a tail, and it was also walking on two legs. I was creeped out. Police are good at hiding it, but I think the officers were unsettled like I was. They called for backup, but they didn’t find anything else. The guy who lived in that house was shaken up, but he was fine. Sometimes I still wonder what all that was about.”

Jared watched George to see if he were serious, and when he saw that he was he stared at the remainder of his lunch as he tried to absorb all he’d heard. After a while he looked up. “Maybe that figure was some weirdo who had something against whoever lived in that house. He put on a disguise, doped the dog up with something, and sent it to scare him.”

George shrugged. “Maybe. There are all kinds of creeps out there. I just know the whole thing was creepy.”

“Yeah. It sounds it.” 