A Woman's Intuition

Yesterday I finally wrote down a nightmare I had been having. I decided not to post it becuase I felt stupid, and as if I was just being dramatic and paranoid. I was wrong. JJ is out of town this week, our usual protector, he makes us feel safe, even with the knowledge that Dan Brock wants us dead. With him gone, Mom and I were both a little jumpy. We have both had this feeling all week that there is something wrong, something coming. Last night around 12 we heard our dog Matilda barking in the back yard. Mom and I went out to see what it was. We never saw anything. I finally told her about my nightmare. It makes me cry every time I even think about it. I can't get the images of my dead family and Dan's look of satisfaction out of my head. Mom was acting funny today. She drove Josh to school, when he normally takes the bus, citing that she didn't think it was a ood idea for him to be home alone today. She just didn't seem right. SHe called Melvin, my friend, and asked him to come spend the night tonight. When she picked me up she told me why she was so worried. Last night someone killed our two baby goats and our duck Floppsy. They were shot. It was very obviously killed on purpose, this was no accident. I freaked out and told her that we HAD to o home and put our dos in the house. It scares me because it is remnecent of something that happened back in Indiana. We were living in a new house, having moved out of Dan's. Mom's good friend was getting married and Mom, the boys, and I drove out for the wedding. While we were gone, our white lab, Chloe misteriously escaped from our back yard. She was pregnant and her pups were due in a few weeks. She had never run away before. Conveniantly, Dan found her body on the side of the road. She was my baby...she had been there for me at a time in my life when I really needed a friend. Now, she was dead. I have no doubt in my mind that it was Dan who let her out. I will never forgive him for that. Now, more of our animals are mysteriously dead. The timing is what worries me. If I had not had this feeling there was something wrong, I would assume it was kids...but this...this feels wrong. The feeling is stronger...and I know that there is something coming. I'm no longer scared...he killed my dog, and now possibly more of my animals. They are my kids....if he comes here...he won't leave.