Date: 10/23/2019
By Allforwhat
I was part of a large Asian immigrant family where I was a middle child. Parents had died and older sibling were out all day working (or partying) trying to help support the family. The problem arose from a few children. One of the younger boys would have strange fits where would be attacking me. Sometimes he’d find things to use as weapons. Sometimes he’s just go for it. The crux of the problem came from the fact that many times, I would have to fight back and try to subdue him. Unfortunately, he was very strong so I’d have to fight seriously if I wanted to succeed. This led to other problems. The some of the older children in their early teens would freak out and think I was being to rough and trying to kill him. Some of the younger children thought it looked like a fun game and would imitate the young murder child. There was no help to be had. Outside sources thought I was crazy or didn’t take it seriously.I had no proof this young boy seriously wanted to murder me. I had no one on my side and no solution. To make it better, the house was a maze of stairways, small hallways, and tons of breakables. There were some big living areas, but also many nice places for this little kid to try to sneak attack me. That segment of the dream reached it’s finale when I was running from some children in the house throwing breakables and trying to murder some of the other kids who were all infants. I also had all the older kids thinking I was trying to murder the kids and they would try to subdue me while some of the young murders would sneakily approach and try to murder me. I died various times and had to restart the dream with a similar scenario. It soon evolved into the next dream.