Short Story

As a borded the bus on the way home from an extrodinaraly long week of school, I comtemplated on what this afternoon would have in store for me. Seeing that my favorite television show, Ames P.I., had just finished its final episode, i decided I would take up a new hobby. What exactly it would be i was unsure of, yet, I knew that my neighborhood would help me discover something rather qucikly. My neighborhood had manu unique characters as it's inhabitants including several who lived very close to me. There was Ms. Sasafrass to the right of our house and across the street was the home of Mr. Phung. to our left was Doug, who was also my best friend. While living there i noticed many odd things about the neighborhood, however, none of which were as odd as Miss. Sasafrass. Apart from her disgusting excuse of a home, Miss Sasafrass was definatly the craziest women i had ever encountered in my young life. Whenever i saw her everything seemed to turn dark and gray. Her hair stood straight up, she had two different colored eyes and possesed everything that would suggest a lack of proper bathing. While pondering about my insane neighbor i neglected to realize that the bus was at my stop.

Walking down the drive way I noticed a bright flyer printed to my front door, it read:
"Dear Neighbors, please join my family and i in a wonderful korean syle barbecue featuring a special dish you'll be sure to love, come at anytime during the day tomorrow in casual dress, you will not be disapointed"
-Mr. Phung

I brough the invation with me as i went inside. My mother greeted me imidiatley with teary eyes. She told me that my trusted dog, Spike had not been seen all day and she feared the worst. I qucikly threw off my bookbag, gave the invatation to my mother and ran to the backyard to begin my search for the trusted mut. I called and called for what seemed like hours, with no response. Just as i was preparing to call off the search i was stuck with an essential idea, what would my idol, detective ames, do? Once fully prepared for a full fleged investigation, i prepared for what i thought could be an extensice search.

My search started with the one and only Miss Sasafrass. As i wakled to her house, Mr. Phung called to me from across the street, "its a shame about your dog son, good luck with the search". With these encouragin words in mind I proceded with the investagation. I remebered how Sasafrass had expressed her hatred for my dogs and all dogs in general, making her a prime suspect in the investigation. I started first with her trash cans, sifting through i made a shocking discovery, spikes collar. I immediatly ran home and presented my discovery to my mother who was just as convinced we had found our culprit. We rushed to Sasafrass' house together but she was nowhere to be found. It was getting late so my mother assured me that we would confont her tomorrow at Phungs barbecue.

The next  morning i awoke feeling sick about the thought of what Sasafrass had done with my dog. I could not wait for the opportunity to confront her and find out what that sick women had done with him. I got ready and my mother and I made our way to the phung residence. When we reached the backyard, we were greeted by many of our neighbors, however, Sasafrass was nowhere to be found once again. How convient I thought to myself, whgen suddenly Mr. Phung broke from the house and presented the Barbecues main dish. As everyone crowded around anxious to see what it was Phung unvailed the dish, a roast of my beloved spike!