My first encounter with spirit. I was 5 years old as a child playing outside with my dog Duke. I was running up the ditch. While standing on the road. I seen the truck headlights coming towards me. Then I remember feeling a push. My dog pushed on my back into the ditch. I fell into the ditch. When I sat up, I seen the owner of the truck go running to the house. A man approached me and I turned around my dog was laying there. I went over and sat & placed his head on my lap. The man told me "Connie its time to let him go". I started to cry. I said "please do not take him". He then with a strong voice said "he has to come with me". I said "please I need him with me, he is my best friend." The man nodded; I looked down my dog's eyes opened. My mom & the owner of the truck came running out of the house. All I remember after that was asking my mom where the old man went?
Duke was takin to the vet. I remember him hopping on his two front feet for a while. I continued to share my vanilla ice cream with him again at the Cremee across the road from my house. He lived for many more years.
That day I was not scared of spirit but wondered why my mom never seen the man.
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