SHE DREAMNT IT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN....

The alarm went started beeping and Jan hit the snooze button. She was so exhausted from moving into her new apartment the night before. So she decided to sleep in a few extra minutes. Jan dozed back off. While sleeping for this short amount of time she had a dream. It was the same dream that had haunted her for the past couple weeks.

In this dream Jan is walking through a long narrow hallway, she trys very hard to walk a little faster because she keeps hearing this voice at the end of the hall. To Jan it sounded like that of a small child..a boy maybe? He keeps crying and moaning for help. "HELP ME", Jan hears. The harder and faster she tried walking the longer the hallway seemed to be getting and the voice was getting faint.

In this particular dream though, Jan yells out, "WHERE ARE YOU?", the voice so quietly yet painfully replied again, "HELP ME". Jan this time began to run to the voice and finally after all these weeks of dreaming this weird dream she reached her destination.

There in the narrow darkened hallway stood a little boy. He appeared to be badly beatened. His lips and nose were bleeding, his right eye somewhat distorted. Jan looked at this boy in disbelief and much sadness upon her face. She leaned down a little closer to the boy to comfort him and to ask what had happened, but the boy vanished.

The alarm clock was beeping again and Jan woke up and turned it off. Feeling relieved because she was actually able to get a little further in the dream than she did before but at the same time she felt distressed of not being able to help the little boy.

Jan got out of bed and took a shower and went about her day. She couldn't help but to think about this dream throughout the course of the day.

When evening was finally near Jan came home from work. She got into some relaxing clothes and layed on the couch infront of the T.V. Jan was flipping through channels dreading the idea of unpacking the rest of her things. She finally just fell asleep.

Once again she started to dream of the little boy, only this time the dream took place at the point she left off last, meeting face to face with the boy. She noticed his clothes were torn and he looked so scared and tears were running down his face. He looked to be starving to death as well. The boy didnt say anything to Jan, he just looked at her with much fear in his eyes. The little boy then reached his hand out to Jan. Jan took his hand and the boy proceeded to turn around and walk through the nearby door.

When they both got through the door, the boy disappeared once again, which left Jan just standing there inside this apartment. She didnt see anyone at first. She took a few steps further inside and then paused to the sound of a woman's voice screaming in the back part of the apartment. The woman was yelling violently. Jan walked back to the room where the voices were coming from. Nearing the room Jan just kept hearing this woman and then a little voice crying out..."PLEASE NO MOMMY". Jan approached the room and when she looked inside there was a woman with a skillet in her hand holding it above this little boy that was shaking to death and crying so hard. The woman screamed out, "I TOLD YOU TO MAKE SURE YOU CLEAN ALL THE DISHES BOY, AND SINCE YOU DIDNT DO THE JOB YOU SHALL GET PUNISHED".

Jan darted towards the woman but as she did the woman and small boy faded away. Jan awoke to the sound of the fuzzy television screen. All Jan could do was cry, she didnt understand why she was having these dreams about people she didnt even know.

Jan thought if she got up and did more unpacking it would help keep her mind off the dream. She unpacked several boxes and stacked them on top of each other. She opened her front door and and walked the boxes down to the dumpster just outside the apartment building. When she got outside and threw the boxes away, she heard a womans voice coming from the 3rd floor window. Jan went back inside the building and instead of going downstairs to her apartment she climbed the 3 flights of stairs to the 3rd floor. When she got up there she was standing in a long narrow darkened hallway very much like the one she was dreaming about. Jan could hear this woman's voice lgetting louder and louder as she neared the end of the hallway. She came to an apartment door and through it she could hear the woman screaming at the top of her lungs and then faintly heard a childs voice crying and begging, "NO MOMMY PLEASE DONT HURT ME ANYMORE, I'LL BE A GOOD BOY". Jan knocked on the door but no one answered. She didnt hear anything anymore and got worried. Jan took off back down the stairs and ran to her apartment. She went inside and called 911 and told the dispatcher everything she heard and told them she was worried the child was being abused. She gave the address and then hung up.

In that instant Jan raced back up the stairs and started banging on the woman's door as hard as she could. Still no one came tot he door. Just a few minutes later the police arrived, they too knocked but got the same as Jan did, "nothing". A police officer kicked the door in and Jan immediately followed in after them. She ran to the back bedroom and found the little boy huddled in the corner shaking immensely and a blanket covering his head. She walked over and helped the little boy to his feet a sign of relief had overcome his face. The officer that kicked the door in, went around the corner to the bathroom and found the mother sitting there on the edge of the tub very calmly and with no expression on her face. She admitted to beating her son on several occasions and that on this night planned to end the boys life as well as her own. The mother was handcuffed and taken out. Jan and the little boy met up in the hallway a short time after, the boy ran up to Jan and wrapped his arms around her and whispered, "Thank you for helping me.

Hi everyone, hope you enjoyed the story!!..The story isnt true. Just something i wrote myself. Writing is a BIG hobby of mine, anyway thanks for takin the time to read it....comments about it are more than welcomed ~Sassie~