Attack of The Murders

September 16, 2010: I found myself sitting at the top of the stairs of the garage (which makes no sense, considering you wouldn't be able to drive your car into it). Anyway, two cars pulled onto the driveway. One of them was a police car. The officers got out of their car and pulled the criminals out. The criminals looked up at us, they pulled out a knife and threatened the officers. The officers let go of them and hid. The criminals threatened to kill us. I ran further into the garage and all the sudden appeared in a car. Luke was driving the car. Two girls, both with a chainsaw, attacked the cat (we were still at home, at what we call the 'shop'). They started to cut the walls of the car off. Throughout the whole time, I was planning to get a knife and fight back. Some of the time I thought of getting my katana (A Japanese sword) and attacked. Than I remembered it was both dull and broken.

Apparently as the chainsaw girls attacked us, I thought it was time to get a knife to get back. I managed to get out of the car. As I attempted to run away, one of the criminals grabbed me by the hand. At that time I was directly in front of the car. The car started to move forward and it pushed me. I yelled "What are you doing!" then we passed the 'shop'. Because we were so close to it, it hit each others hands. For my life, I got a broken wrist. I didn't bother to look at it as I climbed up the hill to our house. I ended up having to crawl up it with one arm. When i finally reached the house, I ran in and sat on the floor. Apparently nobody in the house realized what was happening. I told them "I think my wrist is broken." I looked down at my hand and it was sideways while my arm was in the normal position. Than the dream was done.