ran, stopping every so often to call penny’s name again, listen for her bark, and then run in that direction.
i ran down the path, jumping over dead logs. i crossed the creek using the old oak that had fallen in just the right place to serve as a bridge. i struggled to get up the steep hill using weeds and branches to pull myself up it.
i reached the top and there was this old abandoned house. no one had lived here for years. windows were broken. doors were missing. it looked like something out of a horror film. as i ran around to the front of the house, i stopped 