dreams of a dead boy

As I walked from school one day, I heard a cry that gave me dismay. as I tried to see who was weeping, my eyes grew tired and soon I was sleeping. A memory played in my mind, replaying over and over through the time. As I slowly started to end my dream, I woke to a little boy on his knees. He's said 'save me, save me if you can, but don't get caught by the bad man!'. His eerie words never left my mind, so I set out to see what I could find. I found the carcass of a boy about nine, the age my lost brother would have been in dew time. As I inspected his body and glanced around, I saw he was looking around! This had to be something, this had to be a sign! I just could never tell why. As his eyes slowly started to settle, he looked towards a knife with a bloody handle. You didn't know why but you knew that was something, and just  as soon you heard a grunting. As you hid you saw his body, fat mean and bloody. You knew he was the man, the man the boy warned about, but what should you do? Scream and shout??? As you saw him drag a young little girl, your head started to swirl. you couldn't look straight, you couldn't focus, not with the man with the name tag of Marcus. As you started to black out into another deep sleep you remember the words that seemed to creep. 'save me save me if you can, but don't get caught by the bad man.' that was it, he was him, the man that murdered my little brother named Tim! It was five years ago when he went missing, while we were only told that there was a man out killing. All I could do was bawl my eyes, and wish for this horrid man's demise. My brother would have wished it so, yes he would, for me to have killed this horrid man for good! He was beating the poor girl for no apparent reason, which gave me the perfect opportunity to make my treason! As I snuck up behind the man, he had no clue what I had in my hand. The small little knife covered in blood, the one my brother had wished to be used for good. As I positioned myself for his spine, for once, my timing was devine! I stabbed him once ad I stabbed him twice, just to make sure it was suffice. As I walked to the girl to tell her she was free, she swung her manly fist at me! As confused as I was I backed away, realising I had not saved the day. As he walked towards me slowly, I realised my demise was near. I quietly said, in a voice so sad even the killer shed a single tear, 'if you must kill me, I understand, but please return my brothers and my bodies to my dad, for he is all we've ever had, no one could ever compare to my dad. he's stuck with me through thick and thin, when we lost my mother, and then my brother, he has never left my side till today. it was the first day I was aloud to go to school alone and look where that got me. so if you would please, just return me where I belong, with ones that will love and remember me long after I'm gone, please just let me go home.' As I finished my plea I prepared for the worst when I looked up to see the man the same way he had been and then he cursed. He then fell to the ground with a loud thud, thus leaving the man to rot in the mud. As I looked up to see my saviour, it was my dead brother glowing like an angel!!! It was then I knew I had a protector for life, my brother the angel to be precise! So if you ever hear a cry on your way home from school, be sure to check, how knows, it might be cool! <3