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When the Bell Rings"
Sometime during the 1600's on a leap year, a man was walking his dog down a dark street. All of a sudden, another dog came out of nowhere and attacked the owner's dog viciously. The man was terrified and tried to beat the dog away. But it was too late. This vicious dog was much more powerful and ended up killing the owner's dog.
After he was finished, the dog stood there staring grimly into the man's eyes. The man suddenly realized that he had a lighter in the pocket of his trousers. He took it out, and being as angry as he was, he lit the vicious dog up with it and thus creating a huge fire. After he burned the dog, he took the body deep into the woods and buried. That way, no one would ever know about the incident.
The man however did keep the dog's collar as a reminder of the tragedy. When he got home, he attempted to nail the collar to his tree. But while he was nailing it, the collar somehow mysteriously choked the man to death.
Till this day, and I swear this part is true... Down the street from my friend's house (where I heard this story), there is a red coller that's torn and semi-burnt. It's nailed to a tree. There is no man in sight though. But it is said that a mysterious man walks down the street on the 29th of February and rings a bell as he walks down the street. And every 29th, it rains when the bell rings.
 

 

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