Buzz

A dog, he is a mutt from the black and yellow eyes. Yellow eyes strangely. It is found abandoned, dispirited and confused, because the rain had begun, and as he was born in the streets, was not an owner. When inevitably ends up a car coming toward you.
Thus begins the story of Buzz. I ended up finding a puppy in the middle of the road in a suburb, which is fourteen blocks away from my house. I hardly know how I managed not to kill that dog... I think it was pure luck that asphalt is not new and all that bumpy ended up saving him.
Initially, the car would have gone to see the "damage" he had done, but when I saw the puppy, I decided to take home. Linda would certainly be seeing the presentation in honor of mothers of school children. I could not go because of work, but I think the mutt "almost" dead until it came in handy to get some points with her and the children.
When I was driving home, I noticed that the mutt had a collar that I thought writing "maledicam." A word is too ugly to be the name of a dog. I decided to take that stupid wooden nameplate Collar him and get home as quickly as possible to prepare a surprise for the children.
At 22h the children and she came and I showed the dog was in a box packed with blankets that I improvised. Linda just looked at my face, wondering where he had found the dog. I explained, saying that I found in the middle of the road, lost in the rain and decided to bring as gifts for children.
Robert and Mary played with the puppy, when one turns around and says he had a name for it: Buzz.
"Buzz?" I murmured to myself.
I knew that Robert wanted to be an astronaut when I grow up, and that one of his idols was Edwin "Buzz" Aldrin, one of the men stepped on the moon I laughed the night went on until 23 pm, when Linda and I put the kids to sleep.
"John?" "Yes?" I turned to Linda, who had a worried look. "John, on that dog..." "Buzz?" I said, interrupting. "Do not worry darling, it'll fix an appointment with the vet and buy dog food..." "Let's keep it? Yes, the kids liked it. Is there a problem?"
Linda seems to be worried. But this ignored. I told her she could go to sleep I would give as Buzz was. I was just leaving him alone for a short time he had managed to escape the box and gets on the service area by stepping on a can of dirty water that fell from the washing machine.
I directed my gaze to where the tracks ended up: in the basement door, where Buzz was passing the foot.
"Smartass!" That's what I said.
I took it and put it in the box that would be his makeshift home, after that just looking at his yellow eyes. I noticed that his eyes seemed more cat than a dog, by how brilliant they were. After 5 minutes of us looking up, until I felt kind of bad but feel ignored and left the hall light on for not letting Buzz sleep in the dark.
When I got to the room, Linda had fallen asleep. Strangely, it seems the light of our room was already cleared and she had fallen asleep so quickly. Only five minutes had not seen each other! She had a light sleeper, and nobody slept so fast! That's when I looked at the clock which indicated 03h 00min the morning! What had happened?
I turned pale. I went downstairs to see if the clock was broken, turned on the TV in the sales channel (whose only use is to only show the time at least) and apparently was not hallucinating: 03h were morning!
I ran my hand on his face wearily. I turned off the TV and went to go to bed. I looked at the light from the hallway and saw Buzz looking at me with his eyes... green. Just sent him to sleep and went to bed, almost staggering. I could swear that the dog kept looking at me...
After that night, everything went smoothly in my house. When I got up (extremely exhausted, but nothing that a bath does not work) and went to breakfast, I spoke with Linda about what happened yesterday.
"Yes After waiting 30 minutes for you to come to bed, I call you to lie down and I found you, writing something on the desk. I've come close to call you to lie, but you never turned her face to me and said I had to do something important and that it was going."
Just turned pale. I did not do that! Just put to sleep Buzz! I would not worry Linda, so keep to myself the experience of that night. That day, after I leave work, I took Buzz to 17h for the vet examines him, he needed to make vaccines and buy dog food from him.
Some months later, I went to a psychiatrist to talk about what had happened that night and that he suspected was a sleepwalker, although there is no family history. I started taking a medicine to treat it.
The months turned into years, and when least expected, I found that strange dog that rainy night was already 5 years old. I'm surprised how big the dogs are the test of time... well; Buzz was not such a big company but served well to brighten our home.
In five years a lot of things change, and my kids have had 9 and 8 years. I believe that over the years, I feel that my children are more distant from me, and Linda does not seem as happy as ever. It seems like our relationship is a "work" that must be faced like it or not.
At least, I and the dog had a good relationship. Ah... but that idiocy. Irony is a bitch to me I get along better with animals than with my own family...
Anyway, it was home and the parents of Linda would make Eve dinner with us. I grabbed my camera and went to take some pictures of our family. I took one of Robert and Mary together in the Christmas tree and a few photos of Linda preparing supper with my mother. She was disturbed, but gave a shy smile... This was the point of marrying someone; you always know when he / she is embarrassed.
Taking so many pictures, I looked at my friend, Buzz and thought: "Come on! Never took a picture of it." Buzz was staring at the TV when I gave a whistle and said:
"Tell xis, buddy!:
He quickly looked at me and I pressed the button to take pictures. Then see if it was only done well in the photo. Although the film is to reveal the camera would take a while... could leave after Christmas.
Linda came to me and asked me to call her the camera. I put the camera on the tripod and started praying, and then I took it and was writing reviews of family... Until I write a little buzz and I noticed he was tapping his paw at the door leading to the basement. As I understand, Buzz looked at me for a while. It was there that also stared into his eyes and realized that they were green... a green verdant... they were not yellow? I just heard the voice of Linda:
"Stop playing with the dog and will do the secret friend!"
I put the camera on the tripod and went to join the fun. Lasted until 00h, when Linda's parents had already gone and I was putting the kids to sleep, warning that if that thing does not sleep, Santa Claus would not give gifts to them.
At 01:15 am Linda was sleeping and I was putting out Buzz, saying it would rise soon after. After that, let Buzz in your house in the backyard and I was stumbling into. However, I was staring for a while Buzz far to realize that his green eyes shining just like a camera flash! I was paralyzed, trying to understand as he looked at my dog. I walked home, dragging me panic and looking at the dog's eyes across the screen that did not stop blinking.
After more than the flash is just by erasing.
The other day, I woke up all dirty and messy land. I looked at my watch and it was 05:30... how?? It happened again? I was so confused mentally that I realized that neither was in the basement. I looked around and I had made a hole two feet deep in the basement and had torn out and destroyed furniture boards to do that! Where the hell had got a shovel? What exactly did I do?
With blurred vision and tired, I looked up the stairs and heard the sound of something scratching at the door. I opened it and saw it was Buzz, hitting her. I was pale and he waited until I face him.
The dog just lay beside the door. Inside the house was filled with earth, but the living room and the stairs were not dirty. It seemed like I got a shovel and went straight to the basement last night and I was digging this whole time. Who did this? Buzz? Cannot be...
And I quickly cleaned the dirty carpet to avoid the suspicion. When I was cleaning, I went to the laundry area to wash your hands and came across the blood! He had a dismembered body of a man who was covered with cloths soaked! I put my hand on my head, trying not to look and vomiting.
I ran to the basement, trying to figure out why I had dug a hole so deep and it was a corpse in my house ... It was then that I was surprised that it was not a hole, but a grave! He had the name of my wife and my two children written on each one. I have checked fourth hole and realized that this was not done for someone to be buried, but it was something I was looking for.
Still upset, I realized that the closer I got the hole, my nervousness was replaced by a sense of duty: I HAD to keep digging.
I dug to find a book. It is very strange and metal.
I took the book and realized that it had two green eyes and a weird writing. When I open it, I heard a strange voice behind me.
"I would not if I were you..." What the hell!
It was BUZZ! He was with his green eyes looking at me. He even had to open his mouth to speak with me. It was as if his voice echoing in my head.
"John. As my servant, give me the book and then be able to deliver your body to me." "But who are you??" "I am Belial, the thing you did not. It took 200 years to have this body and can promote the great revolution in this world. But you do not hit me and took me to a place full of souls to be able to feed myself. You agreed to be my servant John. Now, give me the book."
I was devastated. He began to get cloudy when everything looked green eyes Buzz. Until, finally, I stopped. I closed my eyes and when I opened them again; my eyes were abnormal with a green glow.
A local newspaper, a month later would have posted a story about a murder spree during the month of January / December.
All murders were a standard, because the victims were selected and taken to a basement still alive and placed in a hole 10 meters deep.
Who would have dug the hole was John, the author of all murders. He had 29 victims in total, including family, friends and acquaintances. The last person he left alive only as a witness of their actions.
According to her, after he physically attacked, John did a stare in his eyes bright green ... His face was cold and unfeeling. Then he leaned against the wall, whistled for his dog Buzz, come to your lap and in the blink of an eye, the victim lost sight of them. In their place, I just got a circle full of random numbers in place.
After that day, John was known as "Bright Eyes Killer." The police turned over their house and just found a very intriguing photo, showing your dog, Buzz on the eve of their murders, with glowing eyes.
Rumors emerged about bad people go and not feel the time passing by looking at the picture. Others say that the dog looks at the photo at the bottom of his soul, seeing your desires and you're rotten, and occasionally, it can give you such things, if you accept to be his servant.
When John and Buzz are seen by someone, generally happen the misfortunes to those who can see. John is always happy, stroking Buzz. Both are in their bright-green eyes and their faces show expressions before evil disappear in the blink of an eye.
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