He wasn’t supposed to die that day. He was just annoyed.

Annoyed that his brother has to follow him around everywhere.

So he said, let's play hide-and-seek. You count, I hide.

The thing was, he lied, he went to play by himself. 

He hid high enough so his brother couldn’t see 

But he could. What he saw was unimaginable.

   And what he heard was terrifying

It was his brother stained in blood. Screaming.

Screaming.

For.

Help. 

And all he could do was count to ten. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10 and open his eyes. 

It was all a dream.