I run into the woods. Blood dripping down my head and arms. I gasp for air as the guy tries to find me. He yells my name. I try to climb up a tree but couldn't with my arms messed up. I spit out a swear word and start to run. I step on a branch and then trip on a root popping out of the ground. I fall and then try to get up but my foot was stuck. The guy walks over to me and then stabs me.
I scream and my father runs into my room as I scream. I sit up fast and then gasp for air and then hug my father. He shushes me as I started to sob and I hold onto him strong and tight as if he was going to leave me forever. My little brother, Ethan, walks into the room rubbing his eyes and looks at me. I get up and walk over to him. I pick him up and hug him.
My father stands up and walks over. Putting his hand on my shoulder. I look at him as Ethan falls asleep on my other shoulder. Father gives me a smile and then lets out a soft sigh.
"Ethan can sleep with you tonight. Just be careful with what you do. I know it is hard now with mom out of the picture but it will get better. I promise."Father says.
"Thank you, father. I keep having the dream where the person keeps chasing me and kills me. Just like he has done to mother. I hope it does get better because I don't know what will happen if it does happen."I said as he walks out of the room.
"I know but trust me. I will get a therapist for you so you have someone to talk to. Good night sweetheart."Father said.
He walks to his room. I set Ethan down and then started to pace. I think about what happened to my mother and if it was going to happen to me next.
I can't believe this is happening to me. Why me? Why us? I look over at my brother. Brother, I will protect you the best I can. That is a promise.
I sit down on the floor and then fall asleep.