A Little Indian Boy

I was Born in Casper Wyoming and lived in a house in a Neighborhood called "Indian springs" My entire life I grew up listening to stories from neighbors and family members who had seen ghostly appearances, and scene I was young enough to remember I have always had a filling that a little boy was with me. About once every month I have the same dream, it starts with me talking to this young (7-10) boy with dark brown hair and brown eyes, he is wearing brown pants and a whit t-shirt, and looks like he came out of the pioneer/old west era. We talk and he seams nice, but then I start to believe he is not really there, and start questioning WHAT this boy is, that night I go to sleep and wake up in the middle of the night to find the boy at the left hand corner of my bed, just watching me. Finely I relies he is a ghost, I get scared and tell him to leave, and about this time a sense of panic surrounds me, and I know something is wrong with the boy. He disperse and I run looking for him telling him to leave me alone, when I run into my room I see that it is a mess, and my T.V is on, but its fuzzy, I walk to it to see ether my little sister or brother talking to something, and I KNOW it is the boy I tell my sibling to run, and leave, but as I look down at my feet a red balloon is laying there,, but you can tell it was deflated, as I watch it, the balloon begins to fill with a blue liquid, panicked I start stomping on it, the thing bursts open reveling a fetus with its entire body crushed... By my foot. As I look up I see the little boy looking at me, he doesn't move or say a word but I know he wants me to come with him. But then I wake up. I now live in Nebraska but go back to Wyoming every year to see my father, the dreams seam to intensify when I am there. Last summer I found out from my grandparents that houses were being built on the field right next to my old house in Indian springs and it had to be stopped because they believe they found remains of a big battle that took place during the organ trail times. This matches up with the apparitions my family told me about as a child, visions of Indians and pioneers. What does this mean? Any thoughts? Could the boy be related to this problem? Should I have a reason to worry?