A Call For Help

Part 1

My life's a little messed up

I've always been a little "too" big for my age, but I've learned to ignore what people have to say about it. Other than that, life has been fairly good to me! I have two happily married parents who spoil me even when I don't want to be. I hate getting all these gifts, I'm not a type of person who wants Christmas to come soon. I mean yeah I have an iPhone and Uggs, and I enjoy that kind of stuff it's just my parents spend so much money on me and then there's my brother who gets hardly anything, usually just some magazines. My mom is always happy and she always knows how to cheer me up! My dad has a strict side to him but he knows that I won't take everything he says to me seriously. And then there's Cole.......he's only 8 years old and usually kids his age have a huge imagination, well, Cole has NO imagination whatsoever his life is pretty boring from my point of view. He has his moments where he just seems like he's out of it, he never talks to anyone accept the walls in his bedroom. I've never really understood what goes on in his mind but he acts weird as hell. My parents don't really pay attention to him they obviously have better things to do like focus on work or pleasing me... I haven't seen him in over a month now and I really want to see what's keeping him in his room all this time.

Part 2

Nightmares

This morning mom told me that we were going on a vacation to Cancun!!!! I was so excited I went in my room and started packing. I turned my radio up loud enough to where the bass vibrated the hardwood floors. Music made me so happy and I'm literally always singing or listening to something. All of my friends think I'm really good and my biggest dream is to be on X-Factor or some type of singing show. Anyway let's get back on subject, I always pack too many clothes than I really need, so I made sure I didn't overdo it this time. I sat down and turned down the music to make sure my parents don't yell at me, when I saw Cole looking through the crack on my door...

"Hey buddy," I said in shock.

"Can I come in?" He said starting to pace towards my bed.

"Yeah that's okay! What's wrong?" I asked him.

He sat there just staring at me with fear in his little dark blue eyes.

"I had a nightmare." He said so quietly I could barely hear him.

"What happened?" I said still surprised he was in my room.

"I was with grandpa and I saw Alex out of the corner of my eye." He said terrified.

"Cole, who's Alex?" I asked him curiously.

"The man who's in my room, he is in all of my dreams, every single one."

"Then what happened?" I asked starting to get a little freaked out.

"He told me when I woke up from the dream that he was gonna hurt grandpa." He said starting to cry.

"Cole, he's not real don't worry about it!!"

"He is real Alexis!!!! He shows me everything he has and he has no family." He said wanting me to believe every word he says.

"Then why is he going to hurt grandpa if he's nice to you?"

"We got in a big fight and I said at least I have a family and he started to give me nightmares. He is scaring me Alexis! He's going to hurt me." He looked at me, tears streaming down his pale face.

"What has he done to you?" I asked Cole starting to wonder.

"He locks my door every single day and won't let me out. He's trying to starve me!" He said sending chills up my spine.