By Lea Kuro Okami
I’ve never told anyone this before. Can’t believe I am. I am twenty now. This story happened seven years ago when I was living with my grandpa while my dad was over in Afghanistan fighting.
I remember this well because it was one of the days that I was waiting at the top of the driveway, our house was at the bottom of a hill, and the most loyal dog ever named Trixie was there with me. She was a German Shepard mixed with a Golden Retriever. Anyways, we were there waiting for the bus to come and take me to school when something came out of the shadows.