A Collection of nightmares

The girl that took my brother

There's a girl that took my brother
She is tall with rather blonde hair
We haven't seen him in a week
Though his posters are everywhere

I'm the only one who say him go
He screamed and kicked and cried
The face of his captor is still a mystery tho
Now, children they tell you
Never talk to strangers
But one thing my brother has learned
Is that family can be just as dangerous