That week I went wrong in the final exams, my parents were separating in definitive and to finish ruining my dog Spike disappeared. I could handle it all, but Spike was not there for me, it drove me crazy. That night I decided to go looking for him, I felt very anxious, as if he was waiting for me, I walked and walked the streets, they were mostly deserted, suddenly I saw a girl, it was very strange, it was too late for a little girl I was there by myself, so I asked her where she lived, she did not answer, I just point with her hand toward the end of the alley I did not understand anything, I asked again: "What's your name? She did not answer just kept pointing, I asked one more time: "Are you okay?" Nothing. I decided to go then in the direction she pointed and behind my back I heard her say: "trust him look what he did to me" when I turned to look at her she had disappeared. I felt scared, but I had a feeling, so I went to the end of the alley and there was my dog.