pt 1: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/912415122/ pt 2 of the project earlier, I wrote some more in my book and it came out pretty neat!!! :) --- It led me behind a building, where I saw a little house, a dog kennel. And next to it stood a tiny dog, the size of a common house teapot. It was not only small, but immensely skinny and looked awfully fragile. Then I noticed that it was chained to the kennel, with a big silver chain. I stood, filled with curiosity and a little fear. Was it going to attack me? Is it sick with some disease that could be dangerous to humans? I thought, but then a different thought hit my mind. What if it was hurt? Or scared? Why else would it be barking like that. At that moment, something hurriedly darted away from me and the dog. It was too dark to see, but it was definitely a silhouette of a man. I shuddered, my parents told me not to stay out at night too long, because of dangerous people who might be lurking in the shadows. I stepped back, but then looked at the dog again. It was barking very ferociously now. And it was barking at where the silhouette just was. I felt uneasy and a strange feeling told me to let the dog go. I don't know why, my brain just told me to unchain the poor dog, now yapping like he was warning me about something threatening. Not thinking twice, I let go of the bag, and placed it on the floor. It toppled over, but I didn’t mind that. All I had in mind now was to unchain the dog and get the hell out of there. I bent down and the dog suddenly turned to me, and growled loudly. I staggered back, and the dog stopped. looking back up, I made sure that nothing was there to harm me. I was spooked considering the silhouette was so clear, and it didn’t seem like a harmless person walking on the streets, but someone dangersome and someone willing to hurt me. I looked back at the dog and saw a bright red collar on its neck. And tied to that collar, was the chain itself. I tried to get close to the dog without alarming it, and once I did, I grabbed its collar. Surprisingly, it didn’t growl, and instead it laid down and stayed quiet. I gingerly put my hand on its head, and pet it for a little while, making sure it felt OK with my presence. When I felt that it wasn’t anxious and wouldn’t attack me, I started pulling on the collar, trying my best to rip it and free the dog. But I soon realized it wasn’t as easy as I predicted it would be. Not giving up, I pulled even harder and soon, I heard the collar rip and I tumbled back, nearly sitting on the product bag. The dog suddenly stood up, realizing that I had succeeded in ripping the collar and it was released from the chain's captivity. Without looking back at me, it blithely ran toward the obscurity of the dark shadows, leaving no trace of it ever being there. --- this part took a while to write, since I was using my vocabulary skills to the very point lol. next part is going to get bloody- so prepare yourselves >:) (i have it all planned out people, dw dw)
