Being attacked

Date: 6/2/2022

I know there’s more toy the dream. But all I remember was being in an older house that felt like it could have been my parents house. I was inside and heard over some sort of intercom that there was gonna be a group of people that were going to attack me and my family. They were doing it because they’d get a reward if they succeeded. As I’m circling inside the house waiting, they attackers start to come. I don’t remember who else was in the house with me, but someone else was that was family or a friend, etc. They tried holding one of the door handles down as an attacker tried to enter. I thought it was a good idea. When an attacker came to a door close to mine, I ended up holding the door handle too. I vividly remember how tough it was for me to hold it down and I felt myself putting pressure on the door. Eventually, the attackers come in and there are so many of them. I had to leave the house. I went out to go get my dad to see if he could help. I remember thinking, “mom’s in there and I don’t know how to help her”. As we’re approaching the house again, I’m telling my dad, “see, this is why we need a gun!” I remember the look of shock and despair in my dads face at the situation. I thought that I was seeing my mom on the floor around the corner in the house getting attacked. My dad was trying to do something to help, but couldn’t and I kept saying how we needed guns. For some reason, I was going up to the attackers, (who were mainly in white wifebeater tank tops), and I was motioning with my hands as if I had a shotgun, blasting them away. I was only doing this to show my dad how easy it would have been to fight back. Suddenly, a good amount of the attackers were shot down somehow, and I felt as if it may have been the person over the intercom. It had SquidGame vibes to it. We were able to fend off the rest of the attackers, then I leave. For some reason, I end up on my bike or something and I realize it’s about two hours after the attack. It dawns on me that my mom actually wasn’t in the house, and that I put her in a car because she was very tired earlier and I think I was trying to keep her safe from the attacks. However, I had to rush to get back to the car she was in because I remembered she went to sleep in the car and I never out the windows down. As I open the e car, my mom is on the car floor where I left her. She looks dead but also possibly just asleep. I remember shaking her knee. I was saying, “momma get up, momma momma, etc.” I ended up lightly shaking her body to try waking her up and rolling her over. Eventually, she starts to come to and I get so relieved because I thought I accidentally killed her. I was telling her that I was trying to keep her safe and I’d never do that again. I was saying how I thought I lost her as I was dragging her out of the car. She was saying stuff like, “yeah I was almost out of here”. I just remember hugging her and holding her on the concrete floor outside the car. That’s all.