“Man, I'm totally burnt out after that canoeing-contest!” I said. Wiping the sweat from my forehead .393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGA74LkRd2N
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“I agree Becky!” Quinn Sandstrom answered. “But we won against the boys, man that feels great!”393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZdKGKYEWKi
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“"You bet it does! We girls are a thousand times better at kayaking than those dumb boys!” I said. Smiling arrogantly.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk03LrT0Zqk
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This was my first time at Camp Runebrook. And I gotta say, Camp Runebrook was the best summer camp in all of Wisconsin! The camp had everythin’. And when I say everythin’, I totally MEAN everythin’! The camp had everythin’ from canoeing and water-gun fights to scavenger hunts and candy-treasure hunts! It even had a small waterpark, how cool isn't that?! 393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjbPdVUnjhk
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Actually, I’m not from Wisconsin. I’m from a small rural town called Antcord, Minnesota but I've always dreamed of going to a fun summer camp. So when I heard about this exciting summer camp in Wisconsin, I signed up right away! "And then I found out something that made my heart practically explode. My BFF, Quinn Sandstrom, was going to Camp Runebrook too!393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡakCiSmQf6d
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"Nothing could ruin my joy now. I thought. But I should’ve known better.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAwYnu7tgZV
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At good ol’ Camp Runebrook. There was a thirteen-year-old girl named Dorothy. Dorothy Doherty. Oddly enough, Dorothy Doherty looked exactly like Dorothy Gale. You know, the main character from L. Frank Baum's children's literature book "The Wonderful Wizard of Oz." Just like Dorothy Gale, Dorothy Doherty had dark brown hair tied in two long braids and she even wore the same kind of silver shoes that Dorothy Gale wears in the book! She even had that cheerful Kansas-accent! The kind that made you want to trust her.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt1pZhvf2S7
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Let’s just say Dorothy Doherty wasn’t exactly the world’s most normal girl. Actually, she might’ve been the weirdest person I’d ever met.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDo6sjINfby
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She spent most of her time talking to herself. And not just talking. Arguing. Like, full-on debates with herself. And when she wasn’t doing that, she was fighting with the furniture in the dining hall. Yup, ya heard that right. THE FURNITURE.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF9n70A7hrD
Raise your hand if you, who reads this, think that Dorothy seemed more than just a little insane.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA9pi04ogou
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But what I didn’t know was that Dorothy Gale hid a dark secret...a terrifyingly dark secret…393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaeSGl5jq6c
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It all started during a violently stormy afternoon. Dodgeball was on the schedule. Until the violent storm crashed the party. The counselors canceled the game, leaving us stuck inside with nothing to do but listen to the rain… and each other. I had braved one of the outhouses out in the middle of the forest. That’s right. No regular bathrooms here. Just stinky old outhouses. I’d never been so glad to wash my hands in my entire life.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNgkpYrc2BL
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I bolted through the trees, rain pelting me like tiny icy needles. Suddenly, I heard it…Someone calling my name.
"Rebecca Christensen!" a voice shouted. "Rebecca Christensen! Come into my cabin! It’s soooo warm and cozy in here!"
I spun around and saw Dorothy Doherty standing on the porch of her little wooden cabin, grinning like she’d been waiting just for me.
I didn’t want to go inside. Not for fifty-thousand dollars. But I was soaked to the bone and freezing, and before I could think twice, I found myself stepping through her cabin door.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKqQmbrQi0o
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The cabin looked small and harmless at first, but the moment I stepped onto the porch, a shiver ran down my spine. The wooden boards creaked under my feet, and the wind whistled through cracks in the walls like it was whispering secrets. Inside, the air was damp and musty, with a faint sour smell that made my stomach twist. Shadows stretched across the room, twisting in the corners as if they had a life of their own. A crooked chair sat in the middle of the floor, and a lantern flickered, casting ghostly shapes on the walls. Every creak and groan of the cabin made me jump, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that I wasn’t alone…393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx8TIFjrRWR
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"Welcome to my home sweet home!" Dorothy said, her Kansas drawl stretching every word like taffy. "Sweet home Alabamy… or should I say, sweet home Wisconsin?"
The way she grinned made me take a tiny step back. Something about her voice…cheerful and twang…didn’t quite match the creepy little cabin around her.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQR1Voo9E0h
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"Home, home on the range, where the moose and the purple cats play, where seldom is a discouraging word, and the skies are not fluffy all daaaaaay!!!" Dorothy belted out, singing a very… unusual version of the famous folksong “Home on the Range...”
Her voice bounced off the cabin walls, echoing in a way that made me wrinkle my nose. The moose? The purple cats? And what was with the skies not being fluffy? I wasn’t sure whether to laugh, scream, or run for the door.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfLcuSYGsln
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"Would you like to meet my pal Toto?" Dorothy asked, her grin stretching from ear to ear.
"Who’s Toto?" I asked, my eyebrows shooting up in confusion.
"He’s my good, good, good boy!" Dorothy said, still grinning. "In other fun words… he’s my Siberian Husky."
"DID YOU BRING A DOG TO THE SUMMER CAMP?!!!" I practically shouted, my voice echoing off the cabin walls. "ARE YOU INSANE?! DOGS AREN’T ALLOWED AT CAMP!!!"393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX5yone7PQK
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“Like I didn’t know that”, Dorothy answered.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡczYATDY8Y4
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“THE CAMP COUNSELOR’S GONNA KILL YA!!!” I shouted.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPrVpquMY6h
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"Oh my gosh, don’t be so darn dramatic!" Dorothy said, rolling her eyes from side to side.
She held up a dog leash right in front of my face.
"Ain’t he cute?! Who’s a good boy, who’s a good boy?!" she gushed, petting something I couldn’t even see.
Dear reader, Dorothy Doherty was living proof that even kids could be completely, utterly… lunatics. And not the cute, harmless kind. The full-blown, make-you-wonder-how-she-survived-even-one-day kind.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsntn7X3G76
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"Let’s play the good ol’ fetch-the-stick game!" Dorothy said, shoving a stick into my hands like it was completely normal.
"Okay…?" I muttered, blinking at her in confusion. "But seriously, Dorothy… you REALLY need some help. Lemme call 911 for ya! They’ll send an ambulance!"393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvREa6Cx6dJ
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I threw the stick as far as I could. At first, nothing happened. Then. Splish, splash! A cold, wet sensation hit my face. Someone was licking me, and something heavy was bouncing on my belly like it was using me as a trampoline.
I scrambled back, blinking. But there was no dog to be seen. No fur. No paws. No nothing.
Toto actually existed… but he was invisible. At least, invisible to me. And right now, invisible dogs were way scarier than normal ones.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC9vUSVr8m5
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Dorothy laughed. She squatted down next to the invisible dog. Petting his head.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAQfi0xwWb1
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“That’s a good boy! That’s a good, good boy!” She laughed.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRO0qPYztXO
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She stood up and handed me the stick again.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoP3MJoTMff
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"Do it again! He LOVES it!" Dorothy shouted, grinning from ear to ear.
I threw the stick. Immediately, I heard barking. Bark! Bark! and then splish, splash! Something invisible lunged at me, drenching my face in icy, slobbery drool. Yuk!!!
Dorothy rolled on the wooden floor, laughing so hard that tears flew from her eyes like a fountain gone completely mad.
The invisible dog bounced over to her, licking her face with the same slobbery enthusiasm.
"Stop it! Stop that, Toto!" Dorothy giggled. "I love you, Toto, but do you have to drench me in drool for it?"393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwz29oSxDkr
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Dorothy stod upp.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqkdXUKnYlF
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“Do it again!” she said. Still using that cheerful Kansas-accent.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAwAEgLxDw6
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I was about to say yes, but then I noticed something. The rain had stopped, and everyone else was out on the field, playing baseball. I loved baseball. My heart practically leapt.
"I don’t want to play with your drooling dog anymore," I said, "I want to go play baseball with the other kids."
Dorothy’s smile faltered, and her eyes looked almost… sad.
"Just one more time?" she pleaded, her voice small.
I shook my head. "I want to play baseball. Besides, your invisible dog is creeping me out."
"Can you at least join me in a game I made up all by myself?" Dorothy asked, her grin returning, a little too cheerfully.
I groaned and rolled my eyes. "What kind of game?" I said, unamused.
"It’s called ‘Catch the Food,’" she explained. "I usually play this game when Toto is hungry."
I groaned again.
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"Awesome!!!" Dorothy yelled, sprinting toward the cabin door. But before she left, she grabbed a jar filled with colorful, tasty-looking sprinkles.
I followed her, my stomach twisting.
The sun was shining again. The sky was bright blue. Not a cloud was in sight. the perfect weather for a good ol’ round of baseball. Not for playing some dumb, sticky-catching game with a creepy invisible Siberian Husky.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDo0mKw5bI6
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I followed Dorothy. Step by step, deeper and deeper into the spooky woods we went. The trees loomed above us, their branches swaying. Somewhere nearby, I could hear leaves rustling… and maybe a faint bark? Or was that just my imagination?
Suddenly, Dorothy stopped. She spun around to face me.
"Alright, what happens now?" I asked, bored and a little nervous.
Dorothy grinned. Her grin stretched wider than I thought possible, almost like it could split her face in half. But something felt wrong. Way wrong. That smile was a little too happy. A little too… sinister for a friendly grin.
Without warning, a strange, tingling sensation crawled over my skin. My arms and legs felt stiff, heavy… like they weren’t even mine anymore. I tried to scream, but my voice sounded tiny and muffled.
In what felt like seconds, my body started shrinking, folding in on itself. My arms and legs compressed, my fingers and toes squished together, and my chest felt like it was melting into itself. I tried to move, to stop it, but I couldn’t.
When it finally stopped. I had become… a giant, glistening meaty dog bone, standing in the middle of the forest. I could feel every bump and groove of the bone as if it were my own body. 393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡflEREnsRZW
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A demonic grin appeared on Dorothy's face. You know, that kind of grin only The Devil himself could grin.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDS0TrYckBY
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She approached me. Squatted down in front of me. Then she laughed.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuqaXcrSpdJ
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“What do you think of your new body li'l miss bonehead?” She asked sadistically. “To be completely honest, I think you look sooo much cuter as a meaty dog-bone than a human girl”.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzoTgzjTsV8
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I glared angrily at Dorothy.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfURVNsgGJj
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“What’s the meanin’ of this?!” I yelled. “I don’t want to be a dog-bone, turn me into a human at once!”393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlMuwC6S2Nb
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Dorothy pressed her face against mine.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3mwxYHnUu7
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"That WON’T happen, Miss Bonehead!" Dorothy said, her eyes gleaming with pure mischief. "My dog needs his food! Dogs get hungry too… please don’t tell me you didn’t know that?"
I wiggled helplessly as a meaty dog-bone, glaring at her in disbelief. "You can’t… you just can’t!" I squeaked, my voice barely audible. "I’m a human! Not… not some snack for a creepy invisible dog!"
Dorothy just laughed mockingly.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr7T8l9f8Pd
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"Oh, you’re going to be very useful, li’l Miss Bonehead”, Dorothy said. “And now it’s time to play my self-invented game!”393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT8ecCPzDqG
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Dorothy stod up. Then she pointed at me.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJAkhAGa1iM
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“Run, run away li’l rabbit, run away before the dog gets ya!”, she sang in a tauntful sing-song voice.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ92GAYooRCc
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Toto began growling. Growling like a demonic monster. I started to run. Behind me, I could her Toto give chase.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnykvb22iJ4
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“Please, please Dorothy! Don’t let him hurt me!”, I yelled. Tears rolled down my hardened face.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT5wIU40Q2W
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Dorothy just laughed at me. Showing zero empathy or remorse for her cruel action. Instead, she began singing a twisted version of that old song “Run , Rabbit, Run” recorded by Flanagan and Allen in 1932.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDhtPj1xjUF
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“Run, Becky, run Becky run, run, run!
Don’t give the good boy his fun, fun, fun!
Chomp, chomp, chomp, Toto’s teeth go snap!
Soon little Becky’s trapped in one big nap.
Run, Becky, run, Becky run, run, run!
Soon little Becky’ll be dead and gone, gone, gone!”393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpsPmab3HcQ
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Her voice bounced through the trees and mixed with the invisible barking. My heart, or whatever that felt like inside a bone, hammered. I knew she meant every horrible word. And as the shadow of something big and invisible fell across me, I realized I had to think faster than I ever had before.
Before I could even plan my next move, a cold, invisible force slammed into me. Toto had me in his invisible jaws! I bounced helplessly, twisting and flailing, but there was nowhere to go.
"Hahaha!" Dorothy’s laugh echoed through the trees, high-pitched and cruel. She clutched her sides, tears of laughter streaking her face. "That’s my good boy! Nothin’ escapes him… especially not li’l bonehead Becky!"
I squeaked, wiggled, and thudded helplessly, my meaty-bone body completely trapped. The invisible paws pressed me down, and the shadow around me seemed to grow darker, swallowing all hope of escape.
Dorothy squatted down. Leaned down close, her face twisting into that impossibly wide, evil grin. 393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVJusCA5nld
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"Don’t worry, Becky… this is just the beginning of our little games. He loves a good chase… and I love watching!"
Dorothy clapped her hands.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7Lnvubwmr2
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“Dinner time, enjoy your food Toto!” She said loudly. Clapping her hands like crazy.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqGZIgOh6RM
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Toto sank his teeth into me. The last thing I heard before everythin’ faded to black in front of my eyes was Dorothy singing her self- invented, twisted version of that 1930s song Run, Rabbit, Run.393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqr1MrxFPGk
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“Now, little Becky, you’ll be dead and gone, gone gone,393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfgVsu2GeOK
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Now, my good boy Toto will have some fun, fun, fun,393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgjfib6GUtI
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I’ll just stand her and watching, as happy as I can be,393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvE8bOlRVkc
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Watching ya gettin’ mutilated feels me with joyful glee!393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT2qgcM74ZT
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Chase around the trees, bounce, twist, and hop,393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFmBI38JOvC
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No matter where you hide, little bone, you cannot stop!393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeYoJkVs4P7
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Snap, snap, bite, bite, oh, the fun’s just begun,393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEGMe6NdFvT
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Run, Becky, run, Becky, run, run, run!
Laugh, laugh, giggle, laugh, don’t even try to flee,393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5mic5mIfFW
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Toto loves his snacks, and I love watching thee!393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSv1TNjtwuA
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Round and round, you spin, I clap and sing with cheer,393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqKUi0JCMNo
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You’re my favorite little game, my tiny bone to fear!393Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6AArSF8ilx
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