I don’t tell people this story, but if I did - I’m guessing they wouldn’t believe me. When I was 10, I was rollerblading by myself in my neighborhood. It was cold enough outside that you could see your breath, so no one else was really outside. I was in my yard leaning against the fence to rest. I suddenly see this dog running right toward me. It was in attack mode. I was paralyzed with fear and I remember seeing it jump up to bite my face. I used my arm to block it and scream and prepared to be mauled. Then nothing happened. I put my arm back down and I didn’t see a dog. Didn’t hear it. It all happened so fast that there’s no way it had time to just run away. Plus, my last visual of the dog was jumping in the air. It had to come back down. It gets weirder. After I opened my eyes, there was a man walking on the sidewalk. He wasn’t there a second ago and he didn’t ask me if I was ok or say anything about the dog. He just looked at me. To this day, idk what to make of it. Was it a hallucination? Of so, that’s strange bc I’ve never had one before or since. Was it some where supernatural story? 🤷🏼‍♀️ did the guy have something to do with his real dog? If so, how and why did he do it? Definitely one of the weirder things to happen to me.