Hey! I just wanted to thank everyone for the reviews. It really means a lot to me. I'm not sure how long this chapter will be. But I'm not trying to make them short. Sometimes it just appears that way. Also, a couple things I wrote in her was an idea I got from a House episode I watched last night. Anyways, hope you like this chapter!

Chapter 5: Afraid to sleep

Kyle slowly opened his eyes the next morning, and was still for a few seconds, when he realized that he was in his own bed, and gasped. "Ike!" He jumped out of his bed and headed for the door. "Oh no! What have I done! I'm gonna let my little brother get...."

"Kyle?" Sheila asked as she appeared in front of her son.

"Oh. Hi mom."

"Is everything alright, bubi?"

"Well...yeah. It's just...I have a test today, and...."

"Kyle you shouldn't be stressed out about your school work. Go down stairs, and get some breakfast. And relax."

Kyle walked passed his mother, and went down stairs into the kitchen. Ike.

There Ike was, in his highchair eating his food. Gerald was sitting at the table, reading the newspaper as usual.

The nine year old slowly headed for the table, and sat down. Ike is ok.

"Morning, Kyle," Gerald greeted his son.

Was it a dream? Was the whole thing a dream? "Morning, dad."

Sheila finally entered the kitchen, and sat down with the rest of her family. "Eat up, Kyle."

Kyle started eating his food slowly, while wondering what was really going on. Was that vison he had a dream? Everything seemed so normal. Maybe it WAS dream. Kyle thought for another few minuets, and decided that the whole thing was a dream. And that his little brother was going to be ok.

At the bus stop, Kyle's friends asked him if he was ok, since he had circles under his eyes. "I'm fine," he replied. "I'm just really tired."

"Did you have a nightmare?" Cartman asked.

Kyle didn't answer, wanting to forget about it. It was just too scary to talk about. Sometimes bad dreams had to be left alone.

On the way to school on the bus, Kyle was thinking to himself again. He just realized that he has been having some freaky dreams all this week so far. It was Wednesday, so he was having them for three days now. They scared him to death. He remembered having that dream about some weird shadow coming toward him as he was chained to a pipe, upside-down. He also remembered having a dream about some random words going across in Japanese. That one just didn't make any sense, but it really scared him. He didn't remember the dream the night before, he just remembered being scared.

Kyle started to relax more as the day went by. It was finally the second to last class of the day, and it was Geography.

"Kyle, why don't you come up to the map and show us where Colorado is," Mr. Garrison said.

"Ok," the Jewish boy replied, and got up from his seat. It was silent as he walked up to the big map on the board, and looked at it curiously, looking for the United States. He finally spotted it, and was now searching for his home state. He put his finger up, ready to point to the state, when Kyle suddenly got a brief pain in his head, and saw a three second scene of the whole globe in space catching on fire.

Kyle gasped when the scene was done, and fell to the ground. He heard the other kids laughing at him as he pulled himself up.

"Kyle, what's the big idea?!" Mr. Garrison asked, annoyed.

"S..sorry. I got...."

"Kyle, are you ok?" Stan asked.

Kyle didn't say anything, and Mr. Garrison finally spoke. "Kyle, do you have a headache or something?"

The Jewish boy nodded.

"Alright, go to your desk."

He went back to his desk, as his best friend looked at him, concerned.

"Alright, Wendy, how about if you come up to the map..."

Kyle couldn't believe what just happened. What was that?! That pain! It felt just like the last time I saw something. What....Kyle pinched himself. He wasn't dreaming. And now he was even more terrified. That scene he saw didn't make any sense at all to him. And mostly, he had no idea why it happened, and how it happened. He started to shiver.

After school when Kyle got home, his mom greeted and hugged him. He didn't feel happy, but he tried to act like it, so he wouldn't make his family worried. He then found Ike running up to him, hugging him.

He then felt warm, feeling his little brother hugging him. Love. He loved Ike so much.

"How was school, Kyle?" Sheila asked.

"Good."

Good? It was crazy. And only because of one little thing. That scene and headache he got.

After Kyle did all of his homework, it was time for supper, so he left his room, and headed for the kitchen. He decided that maybe he was just too tired. Maybe that was the reason he saw that weird thing. So he started to relax.

The nine year old smiled. "Looks great."

"Thank you, Kyle," Sheila replied, as she sat down at the table.

Kyle looked down at his plate. It was a big piece of steak. It looked yummy. He picked up his fork and knife, and tried to bite into it. But it was too big.

"Here Kyle," Gerald started, "let me cut that for you."

So Kyle's dad came over, and started cutting his food with a knife.

Kyle suddenly gasped as he watched his food being cut. He saw a sharp knife, with blood all over it, dripping down. He started to breath hard, and close his eyes. He opened them again, and his vison was back to normal.

"There you go, Kyle," Gerald said as he sat back into his seat.

The nine year old started to shiver. "Are you cold, Kyle?" Sheila asked.

He shook his head.

"Then what's wrong?"

"Nothing. I...just felt jittery." There was no sense in telling his parents. They would never believe him. And that was even more scarier then the whole world catching on fire. What's going on?

At 9:12 pm, Kyle was still on his computer when his mom came in. "Kyle! What are you doing! Lights out, and go to bed!"

He turned to his mother. "But mom. I...."

"No buts. It's 12 minuets passed your bed time."

"Wait. Umm...I need a glass of water."

His mother sighed. "Alright." She left the room, and five minutes later she came back with a cup of water. "Here you go."

Kyle took it and gulped down the water.

"Now go to bed."

Kyle's eyes grew bed. He didn't want to go to bed. He couldn't imagine what type of horrible nightmares he could get.

"Could I go to the bathroom?"

Sheila grew shocked. "Kyle, you already went 15 minutes ago!"

"Please mom! I need to continue on my homework on the computer!"

"Kyle! Into bed!"

He gave up. He got up from the computer chair, and went into bed.

"Now if this happens again, I'm going to punish you. You know your bed time is 9:00."

"Sorry mom."

"It's alright. Good night."

After Sheila turned out the lights, left the room, and closed the door, Kyle's heart started pumping heard, and his stomach got tingly.

What's going to happen now? I can't have any more bad dreams. I can't. I can't. And Kyle kept his eyes open, until 2:00 in the morning.

I hope I didn't rush it. And I hope that vison he had was clear enough for you. Also incase you guys are confused, when he says bad dreams, he actually means real dreams he has when he's sleeping. That thing with the knife and globe was something he couldn't control and randomly appeared while he was awake. Please review!