There was once a girl who was at home alone because her parents were away on holiday. Late at night she started to hear sounds like small footsteps. She just thought to herself it was just the rain. Later she heard sounds like: drip, drip, drip.
So she went outside to turn off all the taps and everywhere else. She then heard sounds under her bed, and put her hand under the bed to feel if her dog would kick her hand, it did. She still heard DRIP DRIP, so she went to the bathroom and saw her dog hung up in the shower, dripping with blood. And on the mirror was written in blood: ‘Dogs arent the only things that lick.’