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“I agree Becky!” Quinn Sandstrom answered. “But we won against the boys, man that feels great!”407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2qkPgc5DvZ
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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.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyXHQmKU8rL
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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?! 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdGNbxACntY
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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!407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY0RiGLyayw
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"Nothing could ruin my joy now. I thought. But I should’ve known better.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1brtGBlDZv
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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.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGVJRxqwBVc
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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.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkxE7RZIvwC
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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.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUgTiyHbYyy
Raise your hand if you, who reads this, think that Dorothy seemed more than just a little insane.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsHKsdxXNVg
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But what I didn’t know was that Dorothy Gale hid a dark secret...a terrifyingly dark secret…407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqyePgtI7Re
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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.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8yisflceFK
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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.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRQwFjxLXIr
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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…407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3c8GCFz53V
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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.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡglH1fZFqvg
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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.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcaqLpdxQsD
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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!!!"407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp80Soy9ENf
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“Like I didn’t know that”, Dorothy answered.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbu9AyevRL1
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“THE CAMP COUNSELOR’S GONNA KILL YA!!!” I shouted.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdIqmVlrJMh
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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.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfQsMWBWPaC
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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!"407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo5KoBtmHwh
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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.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD2CbpJkfiy
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Dorothy laughed. She squatted down next to the invisible dog. Petting his head.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmR8dBUQwkW
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“That’s a good boy! That’s a good, good boy!” She laughed.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi24oTunfX0
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She stood up and handed me the stick again.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzJM1pUxAVA
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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?"407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLHvWFyZtDx
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Dorothy stod upp.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHgHQxJfRMy
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“Do it again!” she said. Still using that cheerful Kansas-accent.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6uNkNqbFhG
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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.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡST2ILmqZz4
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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. 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPF7dZNEzYo
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A demonic grin appeared on Dorothy's face. You know, that kind of grin only The Devil himself could grin.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaR4MuLdNHB
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She approached me. Squatted down in front of me. Then she laughed.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEx6Nl2uIDh
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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”.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe8TJ2jehOB
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I glared angrily at Dorothy.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOAJ5h66r7I
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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!”407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlmtb2LwYMc
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Dorothy pressed her face against mine.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoszhWD4mZl
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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.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7gLfLcatpE
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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!”407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8HGUTUyL5g
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Dorothy stod up. Then she pointed at me.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2pj0Ol0aFn
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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.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuLMCc7lIv3
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Toto began growling. Growling like a demonic monster. I started to run. Behind me, I could her Toto give chase.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2hzIsQnEGQ
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“Please, please Dorothy! Don’t let him hurt me!”, I yelled. Tears rolled down my hardened face.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpUtdQ8sd0l
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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 1932.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFymxB4KHV2
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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!”407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzGqyE5ZmRg
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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. 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxdD4OZfxgM
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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.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE7Ktv32BXa
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“Dinner time, enjoy your food Toto!” She said loudly. Clapping her hands like crazy.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe0ogaLaH7b
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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.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF4YhnxvQKU
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“Now, little Becky, you’ll be dead and gone, gone gone,407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtPO0FJQmsd
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Now, my good boy Toto will have some fun, fun, fun,407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYoqMoJsrOr
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I’ll just stand her and watching, as happy as I can be,407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0Nr2PzWEil
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Watching ya gettin’ mutilated feels me with joyful glee!407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1D2GFSMvRA
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Chase around the trees, bounce, twist, and hop,407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlPgDAlbdOa
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No matter where you hide, little bone, you cannot stop!407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqVuxYo4Yi6
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Snap, snap, bite, bite, oh, the fun’s just begun,407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhJhnRTQ2RV
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Run, Becky, run, Becky, run, run, run!
Laugh, laugh, giggle, laugh, don’t even try to flee,407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ96TTNrjvTn
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Toto loves his snacks, and I love watching thee!407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkboWiv9ru9
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Round and round, you spin, I clap and sing with cheer,407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl4Ia7JJpo5
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You’re my favorite little game, my tiny bone to fear!407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3n6huS2EJK
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