The next day my little brother said he was going to his friends house. I tried to convince him not to go but he ignored me. I screamed and yelled at my brother. And there he went off to his friends house.so I called my brother's friends and they said that he was not there. I was not going to let this happen again. but yet again it did. six months later. we found out that Dan Miller killed him. "but didn't
he died?" i thought to myself. I went to bed and I had another dream. the dream was about me and my friends went to an abandoned house and Tommy said to us. "Let's play hide and seek." we look at him and said "sure." We tried to open the door and the door would not open. We decided to throw a rock at the window. The glass shattered and we put an old shirt on the broken window. I heard a beeping noise and I woke up to my alarm clock. "It's 6:30 am time to get ready for school son." my dad said to me. I got on the school bus and there was Tommy, Richard and Banson.