Nightmare

It was a dream, I'm sure it was because I don't get those kinds of opportunities. Yes a nightmare turned dream that just spoke to me in a way that dreams never have.

Imagine me I'm 5 ft 80kg woman nearly 30, brown hair and I love being comfortable. I walk with a walking aid and have chronic pain, I have 2 boys that are 6 and 3 that are loud, funny and kind and we are in a mall together along with my husband and best friend doing.. well I'm not sure because something happens before I find out.


We are walking along and I have my boys around me. I feel a sharp tug of my hand which takes my attention and then I feel emptiness beside me. One man was pretending to take my 6 year old to distract me from my 3 year old who they were trying to get. Now we've all seen and heard about these... People who commit atrocities with children.

THEY SAW ME AND THOUGHT EASY PICKINGS. Funny they didn't notice the two extra people with my group. My husband managed to get my 3 year old safe, once both boys were safe we gave them to my friend and told her to keep them there.

This is were is becomes a dream. Both men ran and so did we my husband caught one easily I had to work hard to get the 2nd one with my difficulties, but I did it.

He was running banging against and pushing people to get away. I had more or less a clear path people move once they see what's happening. My wobbly legs got me to him and i jumped landing on his back knocking him down. Making his face hit the ground hard...poor human trafficking piece of shit.



In the next breath I'm standing before two men tied to lampposts, one with a bloody face unconscious the other looking scared enough to piss himself. As I stand a crowd appears behind me, men, woman and children most importantly mothers and fathers they stand looking at the sight confused until I speak.

"This is what we all have been scared of as parents right now!" I shout and point to the two men "These ..things tried to take my sons from me, mistaking me for an easy victim. They were wrong and this is what we should all show them" I pick up a bar off my walking frame and slam it into the unharmed man's knee breaking the whole thing. His scream fills my ears and I see people wincing around me but not enough of them to stop me.

"They were going to steal my baby and use him like he wasn't a person, torture him and probably kill him... I refuse to let that happen to him or any other child." I swing the bar down onto his other knee, them both shattering making him land on them wailing like an animal.

The other man regains consciousness with the screaming he hears. But the crowd is silent they're eyes once sheltered with confusion are confidently burning with rage as they watch.

"Please... please I'm sorry let me go... please stop."

I couldn't help it but I laughed and snorted. On what earth would I let them go? On what existing timeline would they be free? I decided none, but in this one...they would pay.

We hear sirens coming and I look at my husband and then the wastes of air tied up. I was going to end them early it was my plan to take away their threat completely but then I hear the taxis near driving into the roads blocking off any incoming cars including police. The crowd cheered for them and then looked at me as if waiting for the show to proceed. So I did.

"They will be out doing the same thing somewhere new within the month." I pointed my bar at the one with knee caps. "How many?" He shakes his head crying as if he doesn't understand. He did but I decided to be clearer he wasn't getting out of it "How many children have you taken?" He began to cry harder shaking his head not looking at anyone, I hear foot steps behind me the other one panting and crying but saying nothing either.

"Say goodbye you're about to slowly find the same end as those poor babies that Will never be held or loved in a safe place ever again." I swing my bar high throwing it as hard as I can between they're legs making sure they felt 'it' bleed first. And before I get todo anything else the crowd pushes past me surrounding them.

I hear the screaming anger and fear from everyone ages after the men's screams went silent. "You won't have my babies!".... "you'll never hurt anyone again!!" .... "This is for my son that shits like you stole from me".

I watch as they all disperse as the police finally get through, the men both gone from they're bodies. Hopefully in enternal torment for all they have done. The police came and they try to question people but get nothing nobody saw anything happen to them. They all knew what would have happened if the police got them instead of us and not one of them thought the risk was worth it. So two men died in a town centre both beaten to death by god knows what or who. It was reported on the news too, I hope they're friends saw it and I hope they come to our town for a visit.