Most horrific night of my life.
May I first start off with, I am sorry if my spelling and grammar is incorrect, I am so emotionally shocked right now I can't even think straight. It all began like a normal night, I worked from 1 to 7:30, went to starbucks to meet up with the gang and then proceeded to go swimming at kristens house with the gang. Around midnight ish people got hungry and headed to wendy's for late night food. Ichiero, George and I stayed back due to lack of hunger and alot of laziness. While sitting on kristens screened in porch, we heard coyotes howling, we thought this was cool cuz it was such a creapy night and just added to the secenery. Still talking a small dog began yapping, we continued to talk ignoring the little dog, then it yelped. And proceeded to yelp longer and louder. We all thought the same thing "coyote". We proceeded to listen as this poor little dog got mauled by this coyote untill all that was left was silence followed by one last little cry for life. As I began laughing/crying histerically because of the shock, george frantically called the animal patrol, police and ichiero tried to figure out which house the owner was. After failed attempts everywhere we had to let it rest. But now I can't get that poor dogs death out of my head. All I can hear is him yelping and crying for dear life. Driving home was ok, got home told chris about it, and by 1:00 he was in bed and I was chatting with folks online... then suddenly this wierd cryptic cellphone music was blairing out of no where. I thought it was chris's cell phone and went in to yell at him, but it wasnt his phone. Creaped out by the cryptic music chris tried to find where the sound was coming from. He followed it down stairs into a small calculator/alarm clock that has never worked in its lifetime. Chris totally freaked out by the clock shuts it off and chucks it into the garage. Now, after watching a Zombie movie (which gives me nightmares but I love them so much) and spending last night awake all night, and now after tonights ordeal I get another night of no sleep. I must say this is a night to remember, but not a pleasant one.