astrid used to terrify me with these legends as we took the bus to my swim practice…
one of my favorites (aka one of the scariest) went like this: “An old woman lived alone with her small dog in a small cottage in the woods. Every night when she went to bed, she would let her hand dangle off the edge of her bed and the dog would lick it as they both fell asleep.
One night, she’s listening to the radio as she gets ready for bed. A news bulletin interrupts her program to announce that a convicted serial killer has escaped from the local prison and everyone should lock their doors. Frightened, the lady locks her door and checks all the windows. Everything looks secure, so she goes to bed.
Like usual, she lets her hand dangle off the edge of the bed and receives the usual licks. As her eyes start to close, a horrifying chill goes down her spine. In her living room, curled up in front of the fireplace, is her dog.”