Ghost Dog

by Albert M T
(SF CA USA)

I have a best friend that just loves animals but dogs were his favorite. His house had about 4 or 5 dogs, I knew them all pretty well. So one night I came over about a month before his oldest pit bull died. Everything was the same as usual when I came over for the night. We played games and played video games until we got tired and went up to sleep in my friend's room.

Soon we were laying comfortably in our beds (I have the bed in front of a mirror and he doesn't.) It was already late and me and my friend are still chatting away and I glance in the mirror in front of me and see a black dog looking at me. I stood there for a while looking at it then just freaked out and jumped on my friend's bed.