When I'm done asking myself questions the footprints suddenly stop and then a drop of blood lands on my face. I look up to see my brother Joey hung. I start crying. I cry while hoping my mom was here so I had a shoulder to cry on. I stop crying knowing it's all just a dream. I man up and turn around. I heard a car. I turn back around and run towards the noise. I need help I don't know what to do. I see another house in the distance. Its my house again. The door is open. I walk inside and it looks empty. I go upstairs to my room. I see my self lying there in bed. I wonder. Am I dead? I go to my parents room and try to wake them up. Its no use. They will find me either dead or in a coma when they wake up. "MOM!!!" I yell. She wakes up. She looks in my room thinking I'm asleep. She goes to check on joey. He's not there. "JOEY!!!" she calls. No response. My dad gets up to see what the fuss was about. "Joey's gone!" she tells him in a panic like voice. Seeing the door open she slides on her shoes and goes outside to see him hung in a tree. When my mom steps outside my dad comes to my room and peeks in. Again thinking I'm asleep. He shuts the door to let me sleep. I wonder why Joey hung himself. Maybe he didn't, maybe it was the dark figure.
