I hate baseball

Date: 4/3/2016

This is a recurring dream I've had since I was a child. Im 7 years old, my brother (5 at the time) are running away from my father, who is chasing us with a large knife. We are running through an empty baseball stadium and turn and run into a dark concrete hall. There we find a pair of "super shoes" that have the ability to increase your speed so we could get away from our father(bare with me I was young at the time). However, there is only one pair, so once of us isn't going to make it. I give the shoes to my brother to allow him to escape, just as my father finds us. My brother runs away and my father comes up and stabs me, waking me up every time.