My dream room, broken into

Date: 4/10/2019

In my dream I still lived with my parents. We moved into an apartment building which was already partially furnished. The walls in my bedroom were pained a pale pink and there were precious teddy bear decal stickers decorating them. It came with a nice, big bed with all pink bedding. I put a bunch of my stuffies all over my bed. There was also a white dresser which I was excited to decorate with stickers. I took a picture of my room and posted it to social media, saying it was the first time I’ve ever had a room that I truly loved. I felt a bit nervous after I posted the picture because I didn’t want strangers to know what my room looked like lol. Suddenly I heard someone banging like crazy at the front door, and trying to force their way in. Thankfully the door was locked, I ran out for a second and looked out the peephole and there was a man holding a gun. He looked crazy and frantic. I ran back to my bedroom and took out my phone and called 911. I told the operator, who was a man, what was happening. I was crying and pleading with him to hurry. He was very nonchalant and not comforting whatsoever. He told me they’d get there when they could but it might take them awhile because they had received a lot of similar calls. I asked if it could possibly be people in the same building calling, and he said it was actually people calling in the building next door. He didn’t stay on the line with me and the man ended up getting into my apartment. He came into my room with the gun raised. “Are you okay?” I asked him. He instantly put the gun down and began to cry. I ended up holding him and rubbing his back trying to comfort and sooth him. I was terrified the entire time of course, but I knew the cops were coming and if I kept this up I could probably be okay. A bunch of cops ended up bursting into the door suddenly and shooting him on sight. I felt so horrible for him and was devastated and angry.