Short horror stories

My dog

I was laying in bed trying to sleep, then the dog got into bed with me, it nudged against me awaking me from a near sleep. I had had enough my insomnia has been bothering me for days. I take the dog into the basement, and grab a metal bar from the wall. The dog had just enough time to turn before I hit it, it yelped and fell to the ground trying to quickly get up, but it kept tripping over itself. I take another swing, hitting it in the cranium, cracking it's skull. Sadly she didn't die, which fueled my rage. I grabbed a knife I had for cutting insulation, and swung at her. It made contact with her side, it cut, but not deep enough. The dog had finally had enough, she jumped and bit at me, and she made that one lucky shot, and got my throat.