★ Cho - Story of a CS Dog ♥ / you may post!

[ri bird.]

I decided this list was going to take up a lot of the first post, so I'll create
a new post for this and link to it from the main post.

met in chapter one;

Cho Lee

Evelyn

Annalise

Mr. Kinnard

met in chapter two;

Laura

Ms. Elroy

Mitch

met in chapter three;

Mr. Maple

met in chapter four;

Elizabeth Lee (Cho's mother)

met in chapter four;

? - identity has yet to be discovered!

met in chapter seven;

Father.

Mother.

[wiccecraefte]

Watch out, you just earned a stalker, who might it be? -Looks around-

[MO(PleaseDelete)]

This is great. Your writing is amazing, and captures the reader. (This is a good thing......). You have a wonderful way of writing!

[ri bird.]

Watch out, you just earned a stalker, who might it be? -Looks around-

YES, a stalker! <3

This is great. Your writing is amazing, and captures the reader. (This is a good thing......). You have a wonderful way of writing!

Thank you, I'm really happy it does!

[ri bird.]

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I woke up Sunday morning, huddled into a tight ball under my blankets. My arms and
legs ached from being locked in that position all night. "Yesterday was just a dream.
Just a dream," I repeated to myself firmly. When I walk out my room and into the kitchen,
dad will be making coffee, and mom will be setting out the china silverware, just like
always.

I took a deep breath and kicked off the blankets. Bright sunlight was already flooding
into my room, blinding me for a brief moment. I must've woken up late. Well, it's not
like a school day...I stretched and yawned. It's Sunday, after all. Church doesn't start till
ten.

I heard a clattering of dishes downstairs- sounded like someone was making breakfast. I
sniffed curiously. Was that...coffee? I kicked off my blankets and hopped out of bed,
barely able to contain my excitement. Dad and mom were back!

I ran down the stairs two steps at a time, sliding into the kitchen. "Mom! Dad!" I said
breathlessly. "Where've you guys been? I was scared that..." I trailed off and stopped.

A strange yet elegant dog was sitting at the table, her paws delicately crossed on the
place mat. Another dog, wearing a stiff and shiny tan suit, was holding a cup of coffee.
Their eyes were horribly empty, the female dog's a smoky pale red and the male dog's
black. They were definitely not mom...or dad.

The second dog grinned. "Good morning, Cho."

I backed up, pressing myself against the wall. "You're not my parents." My voice was
small and afraid. I don't know who these strangers were, but they weren't my parents.

He padded over to me and patted my shoulder in a friendly manner. His paw was light,
as if it were hollow. "Of course we are, Cho. What's the matter with you?"

I shrank back from his touch. "You're not my parents!" I insisted.

The first dog looked concerned, her petite features wrinkling into a worried expression.
It was fake. I knew it was fake, everything about them was fake and they were
pretending and lying. "Cho, honey...you must not have gotten enough sleep last
night, you're tired- get some rest, everything will be okay when you wake up." She
smiled reassuringly.

"I'm sorry," I said coldly. "But you still haven't told me who you are."

Her red eyes glittered. "We're your parents, Cho!"

My mouth opened, then closed. My...parents? I knew they weren't, and they knew
I knew that. So why were they bothering to lie to me?

"I'm sorry, you must be mistaken," I said automatically. "My parents...they'll be back soon.
And if you guys are still here by the time they come back, you'll be in serious trouble."

"Stop it, Cho! We don't appreciate your attitude," she said sharply. "It's not nice to lie.
And address your parents as mother and father." Her eyes flashed, and I could hear
a sinister tone underneath her maternal scolding.

Suddenly, I realized they were dangerous. These weren't normal dogs. They were
something else. And no matter who they were trying to impost, it would be a wise idea
to play along. "I'm sorry, mother." I apologized, hoping I sounded sincere enough.
"You're right, I must be tired."

She smiled, but I could still see the volatile gleam in her eyes. I knew I hadn't fooled her
or Father for one second.

These were some clever imposters.

"You should get some rest, sweetie," she chirped. Her voice had shifted to a softer pitch,
sweet and kindly. "Go upstairs and get some more sleep."

I looked at my...Father. He watched me, unsmiling. Inside, I shuddered at those horrible
dead eyes. There was nothing behind them; I couldn't read his emotions at all. And I had
a feeling Mother was playing poker face too.

I headed back upstairs to my room, closing my door and dragging a chair to block it.
You just wait. I haven't laid out all my cards either just yet.

[MO(PleaseDelete)]

Creepy strangers... Stranger danger! XD

Good chappie!

[wiccecraefte]

Suddenly, I realized they were dangerous. These weren't human. They were something
else.

Aren't they dogs, not human?

[ri bird.]

Creepy strangers... Stranger danger! XD

Good chappie!

I tried to make them sound as creepy as possible.

Suddenly, I realized they were dangerous. These weren't human. They were something
else.

Aren't they dogs, not human?

Right, thanks for catching that- I wonder how to rephrase that better. XD

[ri bird.]

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I lay in my bed, pretending to sleep, but really keeping my eyes open in slits and watching
the door. I couldn't hear anything downstairs, but I knew they were there. I don't know
how long I lay in my bed- my legs and arms were stiff, but I daren't move. They told me
to sleep, and obeying them seemed like the only option for now.

I heard the door creak open, and Mother peeked in. There was a harsh grinding as the
chair got shifted but I pretended not to hear it. I watched her from my barely open
eyes, making sure the fall and rise of my chest was steady and slow. Her red eyes flicked
across the room like a dragonfly, inspecting it. They finally landed on my face, tracing
each feature slowly. Mother's expression seemed softened...almost motherly.

I hardly breathed. How long would she watch me for?

Finally after about two minutes, her head retreated and she closed my door silently.
I waited a bit longer then peeked at my phone. The signal still worked- I breathed
a sigh of relief. For some reason, I had thought they would've jacked up my phone signal
too so I wouldn't be able to contact anyone else.

There was a knocking on my door, and I slid the phone under my pillow. "Come in,"
I called.

Mother stepped in and tilted her head, smiling warmly. "Church is in twenty minutes,
you better get changed soon." She walked over to my closet and started lightly
looking through my clothes, pulling out a lacy white dress and a pair of uncomfortable
white gloves that I had gotten from my grandmother. "Why don't you wear these to
church?"

I stared. "No one wears those to church. No way am I touching those."

Mother's smile tightened. "I know we had a little fight earlier, but I thought that got
sorted out. Let's not have another one, dear. Now- put those on." Her steady gaze met
mine, and I held it for a brief moment before looking down.

When I looked up, she had left my room. I reluctantly changed into the lace dress,
tugging on the white gloves. They were a little snug.

"Interesting choice of clothes."

I looked up and saw Mr. Maple hanging on my ceiling fan. I dropped my second glove,
stunned and a little comforted that someone who seemed at least friendly had dropped in,
instead of another demon or other worldly creature. "Mr. Maple!" I cried.

"I just came to see how you were doing." He tipped his hat politely. "I would have visited
earlier, but I wasn't sure how you'd receive me after your displeased reaction the other
day."

"Oh, no, no! Stay," I begged. I picked up my other glove and pulled it on, hastily peering
out my bedroom door- Mother and Father hadn't seemed to have heard us, as they weren't
coming upstairs. "Please- stay." Don't leave me alone here!

"I'm sorry, my dear. I can't stay for long." He held up his paws apologetically. "I have
other business to attend to. But do tell me why you're wearing those horrendous clothes-
it doesn't seem like your choice of style."

"She's making me wear them." I felt my eyes start to water. "They're pretending to be
my parents, and they're not! Please take me with you, don't leave me here."

"Cho? Are you done changing yet?" I heard Mother call from the kitchen. Her voice
grew louder as she ascended the stairs.

Mr. Maple shook his head sadly. "You can't run away from everything, Cho. Some things
you'll have to learn from. Now- I'll have to leave. She mustn't see me." He winked at
me. "Good bye!"

He tweaked his bow tie, smiling at me not unkindly before he disappeared into thin
air. I wiped the tears from my face. There I go, crying again.

Mother opened my door again. "You're changed? Good, let's go. We'll be late."

I looked at the spot where Mr. Maple had been standing longingly, then hurried
after mother.

[honee bee]

No way! All I did was click your siggy and read the summary. -stalking for life- I bookmarked this and starting it now!